Grimbeau

Bring me moonshine

In your smile

&

gusto

In my hearth

O hearths!

~

The paraphernalia of open fires—

Scuttles, grates, tongs, clinkers,

ash shovel, hatchet

Rickety kneebends

Scrunching up the Sun

The News of the Screws

~

Picking good cinders

Hatcheting sticks

Three matches to light

Always three matches

Crackle & slow collapse

~

Juvenile flames keen to jive

The timing of the bigger sticks

Critical mass

The placement of the first coals

Put the heavy front on

~

Clunk

Shut the little door

& hope real hard

Offer up a silent

prayer to the firegods

Every little helps

Last refuge of a scoundrel

See it caught at last