Poetry
'Of Ash', a new poem by Kate Middleton
by Kate Middleton •
Cento after Peter Steele
Is this not running wild?
Silk-white ashes of dream and film
nerve into drama −
into darkness and its minotaur
In fact, we are a pack of jokers
cloaked but cold
taking to change as salamanders
were once thought to take to fire
Yes, such silk-white ashes
– their yield, their plenitude –
may as well be rained together
Love’s cost in a seared world