On Fire – a poem by Mia Schilling Grogan

On Fire								
	a story from the Fioretti				

Saint Clare insisted 						
on a meal with him.  She stared 
beyond him, fingered

her coarse sleeve and asked
again – would not be denied
that bread.  When at last

he heard her longing,
he planned, for her delight,
a lunch al fresco

beside her heart’s home:
Saint Mary of the Angels –
where she had been shorn.

That day, Clare hastened 
beyond San Damiano’s walls
to sit in sunshine

on the bare ground
where Francis served the first dish.
They started talking.

And their talk was sweet –
a cordial so inspiriting
for two fervent souls

that from far away
people saw the church on fire.
With buckets and cries –

sure the church and woods
and convent were all destroyed –
crowds burst through the gate

to quench flames but found
only two friends picnicking
with Love, their refiner. 

Mia Schilling Grogan is an Associate Professor of English at Chestnut Hill College in Philadelphia.  She is a medievalist, who publishes in the areas of hagiography and women’s spiritual writing. Her poems have appeared in America, Presence, First Things, The Windhover, and Ekstasis among other journals.  

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