This Page Is Fire

This page is fire
blackening the palm of my writing hand
Blistering the wrist.
The last page was kindling.
I wrote the dry sticks, the brown grass, the July heat.
And as I said
my pen wrote
and now
This page is fire.
I take a burning brand from the page
and against the night’s darkness write

Copyright Kay Winter


6 thoughts on “This Page Is Fire

  1. I have read this so many times I have lost count. It finally dawned on me that it really captures that sense of writing when you have no control over what is coming out. You do feel fire coming out on the page.


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