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Rebroadcast

Rebroadcast

(keep trying)

 

I’m sorry for the fire

Sorrier for all the hungry people

Were the lady to advise us

Though worship is important

Starving is not conducive

 

There is no medieval lumber

Tall enough to do the job

Of the first beams

That is fine, we can go with something

Like aluminum

That will not rust or

Easily catch fire (again)

But organic need cries out

Toward another kind

Of construction

Empty people

Feed us

 

What shall we say,

There are too many now

And now there will be many more?

Maybe we need to reach up

Further than vaulting

Ingenious plans

Already on the table

We have the means for everything

Tall churches, too

Because we won’t have Paris

Not all of us

 

What shall we have?

I think you know by now

Ages of temperament

And we are less impaired

Have garnered so much more

The answer in the

Question

When we ask

 

You know it starts with will

You know everything worthwhile

Begins and ends with shall

Then will

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by TAN Erica on Unsplash

 

Chanton

Chanton

(Notre Dame)

 

https://twitter.com/i/status/1117888314323791874

 

Cathedrals built to music over time

So relate certain Victorians

Now music while the cathedral’s coming down

Illumination

Challenging the fire

 

A story goes that Camelot arose

To Merlin’s music

There’s Aslan singing so that

Narnia can come to life

And did not the utterance of Christ

Make all worlds

 

They watch and listen to

The fire

There is heat to feel

Ash to smell

And the taste of ruination

 

There is more as music

Cups the feeling of the tears

And gives, unbidden, thought to soul

Vive la France

Vive l’homme

 

C L Couch

 

 

(c.f. first part of Hebrews 3, Christian New Testament)

 

Ghost Ship

Ghost Ship

(Oakland, California)

 

Emptied of her passengers,

Investigators and skeletal crew remain

Fun with fire, it’s been said of Nero

No entertainment here

No longer

 

What issues matter to a burning ship?

The dead who ride no longer care

The living must mourn first

 

C L Couch

 

 

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2016/dec/04/oakland-ghost-ship-warehouse-fire-deaths-24?utm_source=esp&utm_medium=Email&utm_campaign=GU+Today+USA+-+morning+briefing+2016&utm_term=202855&subid=16706344&CMP=ema_a-morning-briefing_b-morning-briefing_c-US_d-1

Oxygen

Oxygen

 

1

 

As in I’m in favor of

And would like more;

My neighborly air

Too damp

 

Like Arabian palaces

And towers, craving

 

Light and space and

 

Breathing in and out

In an Earth-blue sky

 

Anyone offering work

Maybe

 

With room and board

 

Arizona or how about

California? Or in

 

Situ the Alhambra?

 

I know, there are

Wildfires out west—

Conflagration of a

Kind (unkind) along an

Eastern sea;

 

Thieving atmosphere

 

Suffocates

Inhaling things

 

2

 

All fire swindled from

Prometheus someday

Will cease

 

In recompense,

 

While damage to open

Lungs and other

Capabilities are

Prolonged matters

 

Fire-scarred will

Propitiates our faults,

Mitigates any anger

For the rest, leaving

 

For last joys our homely

Fires burning against

Night

 

We, dwelling through

The cold, may story-

Tell the impact of our

Age

 

(epilogue)

 

Oxygen feeds fire and

Needful issues

 

Propelled by nascent

Hope and sometimes

By outraged

 

We have no choice but

To deal in both

 

Breathe in air, then

Breathe out our part

Almost Heaven

Almost Heaven

(phrase from artist John Denver)

 

Kanawha, Nicholas,

Greenbrier counties

 

Earth gives way

To water and to fire

In the anger of the

Skies

 

Prometheus surrenders

To the whim of

Dionysus,

 

Touched with the

Power of Poseidon

And sport-attitude

Of Zeus

 

We reach over gods

Toward better

Intercession,

 

Praying for the

Tendril touch that

Holds the earth

And sky

 

And all the heavens

 

Because on land and

Other West Virginia

Lives, an ocean’s

Upheaval falls

 

Drowning, splitting

The ground on

Which we alive yet

Strive to stand

 

 

West Virginia Flooding Kills 24; Search and Rescue Efforts Continue

https://weather.com/news/news/west-virginia-flooding-severe-weather-outbreak-news-impacts

http://www.fema.gov/disaster/4273

after friends’ house fire (haiku)

I do not enjoy

Seeing your house without light

The fire takes too much

 

after friends’ house fire (haiku)

 

Weathering

Weathering

 

Storms, fire

Firestorms

 

That’s in California

 

Floods, tornadoes

Water-sheets

And other means

Of rain to strike

At us

 

Texas and in Florida

Where sand is

Bagged by convict

Volunteers—on

North through

Eastern USA

 

River-rise in Paris

Art treasures

Moved toward

More-protected

Ground

 

Certain seasons

Start all over (as

In again and

Everywhere)

 

In nature’s timing

And all storms’

Discretion

 

Selfishly, I am

Well above brick

Walkways and

Macadam streets

 

I have electric

In safe measure—

Mostly, though

Not always:

A tree smashed

Into the house

Not so long ago

 

A favorite book,

The Mighty Acts

Of God, a

Faithful book

 

Nature is God’s,

And the Christian

Claim is God is

Love

 

So what is the

Love here?  It

Id that God loves

Us and leaves

Us the means—even

In, and as, a fallen

World

 

Our part to start

Redress is to resolve

To do so

 

That’s it: resolve

 

(The rest follows)

 

Neighbor House Afire

Neighbor House Afire

 

I saw the newspaper article:

It looked like someone else’s

News

 

But it happened to them

 

Before newspaper-reading,

I received the message;

Something caught fire in

Their garage then, needing

Room, the fire flexed

 

Garage gone now—the car,

Too, the house and who

Knows what else damaged

 

Fire out, three days now

 

Insurance is good, my friends

Tell me

 

All are well; the cats were

Rescued first by the one

Human who was home

 

Now in alternative shelter,

Plans by all in unison are

Made (except the cats who

Make their own), even while

Breathing takes over again

 

Pray for my friends—they’re

Raw in crisis

 

And I won’t presume to know

All that they need

Canada on Fire

Canada on Fire

 

Wish it were an idiom

Expression of fashion

A bon mot, small jest

Here

 

But the country burns

In unbordered reach

Of untamed fire

Destroying all that

Lives: dissolved into

Libation for a demon’s

Thirst of unsatisfied

Flame

 

With all we have and

Are—think, feel, pray,

Help

 

Reaching must meet

Rescue,

 

Our community rain

Life

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