The Stainless Steel Stove

Another poem about an ordinary object.

                                                             The Stainless Steel Stove

                                                            or Prometheus Re-Bound

                                                       Has all your defiance come to this:
                                                       circles of flame too small for a campfire,
                                                       let alone an altar to any god?
                                                       No blazing bonfire or even a spit
                                                       on which to roast an ancient ox
                                                       nor light enough to read by –
                                                       just heat enough to boil water
                                                       or fry some eagle eggs.