Carry the Fire
A Poem by Liv Ross
The sun will rise to kiss
still lidded eyes
And I move in the warm breath
of mourning
To carry the fire which burns
like poetry
Formed from the ashes of your
elegy
Step by step, I’ll keep on the way
as you whisper to me
we’ll be
okay
So step by step, I’ll keep on the way.
And I will carry the fire.
Liv is an urban monk, a poet, a painter, a birder, and a student of Christian Spirituality. She has been engaged in creative writing more or less consistently for two decades and was slightly startled, though far from displeased, to discover that poetry is her medium. When she’s not writing, Liv practices gardening, pipe-smoking, leather-working, and mischief. She lives in the Midwest with a dog, Jedi, and two cats, Gandalf and Patroclus. Peeks into her work can be found on Instagram @liv_ross_poetry or twitter @je_suis_liv.