This poem was featured in the last Letter From The Principal that came home from Ellen's School. I like it.
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would. So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood. When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible.
I like it, too.
Posted by: Jill | January 13, 2012 at 11:35 AM
I like it very much as well
Posted by: Bopp | January 13, 2012 at 07:52 PM