Lisa Jarnot

Flammable Pedagogy

Always field of flowers

to the always field of flowers

filled with flowers in the

tunnel where the people

take the trains, happening,

on canvas, the light verse

of brown on the island

colored grey where the

artists go and the monarch

butterflies enter the poem

triumphant, in a ring of fire,

under the holy city of the

tennis courts, filled with

butterflies and flowers and

the trains and you that are

the trains and are the artists

on the island, go out and

multiply, being who you are,

unalone and on the train

to be composite of the

midnight filled with midnight

full of midnight filled with stars.