Source: Under the Volcano (1947), Ch. XII (p. 346)
“I thought my fireplace dead
and stirred the ashes.
I burned my fingers.”
Source: Border of a Dream: Selected Poems
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Spanish poet 1875–1939Related quotes

a note from Saint Cloud, 1898; as quoted in Edvard Much – behind the scream, Sue Prideaux; Yale University Press, New Haven and London, 2007, p. 115
1896 - 1930

“His face was blue, on his fingers
Flecks of green. 'This is my father',
I thought.”
Poem Mourning and Melancholia.

Lectures on the English Poets http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16209/16209.txt (1818), Lecture VIII, "On the Living Poets"

Variant: Don't celebrate yet, Ms. Lane. Don't believe anything is dead until you've burned it, poked around in its ashes, and then waited a day or two to see if anything rises from them.
Source: Bloodfever