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# A Heat Dome Scorches the Heart
- URL: https://www.andyposner.org/a-heat-dome-scorches-the-heart/
- Published: 2021-07-03T17:09:28.000Z
- Updated: 2026-07-15T05:03:04.000Z
- Description: I want to smash a violin on the tree it was made from. To soak up the blood of martyrs with my eyes, die a glorious death and live on, weeping, sweating blood. It's 118 in Siberia.
- Author: Andy
- Tags: Be The Change, poetry, climate change, #Migrated-1784090317409, #wp, #wp-post, #Import 2026-07-15 04:39

"*Pacific Northwest Continues to Bake Beneath ‘Heat Dome*’" - [NY Times](https://www.nytimes.com/2021/06/29/us/pacific-northwest-heat-wave.html?ref=andyposner.org)

I want to smash a violin on the tree  
it was made from. To soak up the blood  
of martyrs with my eyes, die a glorious  
death and live on, weeping, sweating  
blood. [It's 118 in Siberia](https://www.cnet.com/news/surface-temperatures-in-siberia-heat-up-to-a-mind-boggling-118-degrees/?ref=andyposner.org). The Earth  
too hot to kiss, I leave on your stomach  
what saliva remains, a sacrifice to the angry  
clouds. All is heat, rising. I evaporate,  
a drop of salt plucked from the sea, a fish  
reeled into the sun. Let my raw desire sear  
like flesh, golden-brown, for you to savor,  
then swallow. How else are we to survive?  
We huddle in the shade our bodies cast,  
marvel at what we've done to ourselves.  
Shall we take a final swig of one another  
and make love until we faint? When we  
come to, we'll mourn the rivers, gather  
up the scorched trees, fashion a great violin  
\--play a sonata for the unborn.