Magic and Fire. It's an inescapably Wagnerian title. But is there a persuasive relationship between them, and if so what kind? Have those two dark wands at the right, so mysteriously inscribed (with utterances and constellations), enkindled the breakout heat of the length of fabric at the left? How far can spark-gap power jump?
Here's a poem about a length of hot fabric:
The Hot Cloth Rag
downstairs
in the kitchen drawer
there is a swatch of fabric
that heats up at night
setting off
the smoke alarms
by the time
the firemen come
it is cool again
and snoring like the dog
