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The Strict Economy of Fire

Poems

by Ava Leavell Haymon

64 pages / 5.50 x 8.00 inches / none

Poetry

  Hardcover / 9780807129937 / July 2004
  Paperback / 9780807129944 / July 2004

On a pilgrimage to the Kingdom of Nepal, a group of American women trek into the Himalayas, beginning and ending in Kathmandu. They ascend, turn back just short of reaching their destination because of impassable snow, and descend. "Say what you see," smoke rising on a distant mountain seems to command, and Ava Leavell Haymon responds with language that strives to reconcile the extremes of this exotic place—danger and awesome beauty, community and abandonment, death and life, flame's heat and altitude's cold, an alien landscape and the poet's own deep memories. Fires—of cooking, festivals, cremation, deforestation, and starvation—rage through the poems; like the name of the Hindu goddess Kali, fire is "destruction and creation / in one word." An exacting yet exhilarating poetry collection, The Strict Economy of Fire asks what we can know and what we can never know "on this far side of the earth."

God of Luck

Kathmandu: a squat open-air shrine
in the clattering marketplace. I bring rice to Ganesh,
feeling so pale-eyed and suspicious in Adidas
I hang back and don't present it. Women and children
come and go, chatter-chatter, rub bougainvillea color
on his broad beast's forehead. A dab on their own

to remind them. God of Journeys, Ganesh,
who assigns and removes obstacles.
When Shiva—careless father—sliced off
his firstborn's head, the mother Annapurna
demanded the head of her favorite elephant
and stitched it snug to baby shoulders. A goddess
can't be squeamish. In my pocket, dry rice grains
tick between my fingertips. His tusk is broken,
as always. This is a holy luck

beyond the pair of opposites, failure/success.
It mocks my Western petition for safety. I'm not sure
I can ask for it. Our eyes lock, mine fearful/his bronze.
The marketplace swirls around us—

strange vegetables, thangkas, the smell of nutmeg,
hemp, fat dripping in braziers. Barber clips hair
of customer, both sit cross-legged on a thick banyan root
that crowds the shrine. Air jiggles with bees and gnats.
Right on the ground, a goat carcass is hacked
into pieces—a six-year-old rubs the raw hunks
on all sides with turmeric; childpalms and the meat
take on a deep curry stain. I decide

I cannot make my offering. I decide
to make the journey anyway, to take my chances.

“God of Luck” published in The Strict Economy of Fire: Poems by Ava Leavell Haymon. Copyright © 2004 by Ava Leavell Haymon. All rights reserved. 

Poet Laureate of the State of Louisiana, Ava Leavell Haymon’s most recent poetry collection is Eldest Daughter, published by Louisiana State University Press. She has written three previous collections, Why the House Is Made of Gingerbread, Kitchen Heat, and The Strict Economy of Fire, all also from LSU Press, and edits the Barataria Poetry Series, which will premiere Spring 2014. Her poems have appeared in journals nationwide. Prizes include the Louisiana Literature Prize for poetry in 2003, the L.E. Phillabaum Poetry Award for 2010, the Mississippi Institute of Arts and Letters 2011 Award in Poetry. Why The House Is Made Of Gingerbread was chosen as one of the top ten poetry books of 2010 by Women’s Voices for Change. A committed teacher of poetry writing, she worked as Artist in the Schools for a number of years, teaches poetry writing during the school year in Louisiana and, during the summer, directs a retreat center for writers and artists.

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