Wednesday, June 25, 2014

From Solid to Gas – v2

The tart had been melted before
it sat solid in the warmer
on the back of the stove
She put the tealight under it,
and lit the small wick.

A pool of dark hot wax formed
bubbled up, ooze in a puddle
in three-dimension, rising,
atop the surface of the green solid

Slowly the house filled with
the smell of pine,
exuding the memory of the woods
throughout the kitchen, the house.

A wonder of physics,
of the order of things
when something solid
becomes a gas
filling the space
with the forest outdoors.


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edited June 25, 2014
From Solid to Gas – v2
November 29, 2006 10:47
From Solid to Gas

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