We Invented Stillness Just to Keep Ourselves
from Following the Fall of Everything
by Gary Hardaway
Even solid seeming concrete creeps
in time to form the faint smile of deflection.
A marble rolls along the catenary grin.
See, the light rain accentuates
the cupping of the roadway's panels.
Permanence is faith we make to keep
a little sanity here where nothing ever
fails to change. We engineer a little
tolerance in joints and then proceed
as if that guarantees a solid future.
The world reclaims our architecture.
This is luminant... God, engineering meets poetry. Seriously, this is wonderful. I must look up "catenary." It's a poem about faith and cement... Ok. I’ll stop. You’ve made me reveal myself as a fool...
To say this is 'solid' would be a bit...trite. So I won't.
Love the blending of abstract and 'concrete'. (Oops. I there I go again.)
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Very nice indeed. Really like the wrap-around of "creeps/in time" and the lilting quality that runs through second line.
(though--fwiw--would like to see the music/meaning of the last line somehow "woven in" to the preceding lines instead of standing alone...)
Fine work. I found a lot to appreciate in this.
spectacular. crafted well and says so much.*
What a great closing line, Gary. Yes to this piece.
Wonderful piece. Yes, the world does reclaim all of our plans, our dreams, and our creations.*
Thanks to all for reading and commenting. I appreciate your time and attention, Steve, Sally, Matt, Sheldon, James, Sam, and Joani.
Wow, I want to see this title in ten foot high neon letters in a field. It is incredible.
Thank you, Jane.
" We engineer a little
tolerance in joints"
Indeed!
Strong poem, Gary.
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Thank you, Bill. I am very happy you enjoyed this.
Came for the title, stayed for the fine poetry. Enjoyed the word play and sounds of this one, Gary.
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Nice, tight , little rose of a poem.
Thank you, Darryl.
Strong poem, Gary. The last line is just right.*
Thank you, John.
Excellent, some beautiful perfect lines, wonderful sentiment throughout.
Matt- thank so much for the reading.
Thank you very much, Alison.
Strong and written so well. *
Thank you for the encouragement, Gloria, and for reading this.
Wonderful last line, after so much catenary (and tenuous) depth before. *
Thank you, Beate. It is always good to have you read what I've written.
Excellent. I can picture a weed growing out of a crack in the concrete.
Humbling and beautiful.
As a cement chemist (from a long time past) I have never seen this in poetry. This is beautiful. *
My thanks to Quirina for pointing me to this. And my thanks to Steven for obviating my need to look up "catenary". As to Joe Friendly's vicious attack on the last line, I vigorously counterattack, insisting the line encapsulates the theme of the poem. *
Thank you, Quirina.
Mathew, I agree with your reading of the last line. Thank you for your response.