Eating fire
is your ambition:
to swallow the flame down
take it into your mouth
and shoot it forth, a short or an incandescent
tongue, a word
exploding from you in gold, crimson
unrolling in a brilliant scroll
To be lit up from within
vein by vein
To be the sun
(margaret atwood)
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Been a while since I've read anything by Atwood. Nice bit of Canadianna! Approve! :)
Yeats possibly? The line "The bee-loud glade" was always a picturesque reference in my mind.