Sam Avrett
Medley (Go Down/Light the Fires)
Go down now, go to ground, down to ground, down to earth
Dig down in, into dirt, into springtime, into truth
Spade into soil, find the clay, turn the earth, let it go
All down now, stop the talk, plant the seed, build the mound
To plant a seed is to push into dark, to entrust the future to lives unseen
We stand on worlds of fungi and phage
Find your footing. From under your feet our future will rise.
Light the fires of equinox, chant through sparks, shout through ash
Shout sixes of Sumer, six feet tall, six feet apart
We’re six weeks till peak, six days to wait, six months till harvest
Egos rant, plague from the east, turn grief to rage, pile on the blaze
Shout out this moment, millennial young
Light fires of equinox, your time is come.
Sam Avrett lives in a rural county in upstate New York, with dogs, husband, and a startling amount of canned and preserved food stocked away for the winter.
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