So Many Days and Nights


under all that sun

in candlelight

moonlight before

the hesitant match

the dirt-damp campfire


gas stove

cigar tip and stammering

Chinese lantern


all those days

with the magnifier's

skinny blue maybe

lisping up


we were asking

the wrong



it's not "what is fire?"




(after reading in Heaven's Coast by Mark Doty)

All poems by Br. Tom Murphy, O. Carm.

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