hide beneath (and burn)

Inspired by the phrase ‘Burning beneath the blue steeples of the larkspur’, from the poem ‘Madonna of the Evening Flowers’ written by Amy Lowell.

This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project

I
burn lightly
brightly

underneath
the larkspurs
I burn 

and I hide

and then
the blue
crinkles into brown

my smoke
becomes
the sky

and the grey descends
to cover me over
as I

burn
beneath a larkspur

aspire
and
I desire

open up
my heart
right on my sleeve

where you can
easily
see

what I wish
what I
believe

beneath a larkspur
spire
I
I
I

burn higher

I burn again higher

and higher

underneath
the larkspur

is where I
hide

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