Hearth

None of the geopolitics
Of the past seventy-five years
Makes sense without the atom bomb.

None of the wars of any kind,
None of the extinction events
For centuries done without guns.

None of the metallic ages,
Arrogant civilizations,
Without the inventions of kilns.

Techne takes many forms, but fire
Might as well be the name for all.
Shaping your burning shapes your fall.