January is Janet Frame Month
Chimney Fire – Janet Frame
The shaking sou’west breath that will make
the telegraph wires moan and tell all their consuming
burden of messages in snow-clean confessional,
has panicked fire out of this heart and house, has raged
a passage of blood through soot
that may have choked or helped, like the black dust
that settles or battles with each coal of thought.
I found these poems in an old poetry anthology from school. Unfortunately there isn't a reference for where they originally came from.