Fires So High

Fires So High

fireflies in the maple
the bamboo and the myrtle

more than enough blinking
     even into the living

room floating around
the ceiling     in the dark

sparks here then there against
the cowling     circling the

hearth then flying to
the roof and up higher

     into the hickory
like embers of combustion

     from flints or LEDs
     up above my head

     even into the dusk
as nav-lights or fog lights