eddie kilowatt


Binoculars - Poem by eddie kilowatt

there are still
foundations of trusses
decaying and weathered.
the mangled skeleton
of a steel framework familiar,
twisting downward,
laying alongside a
river running restless.
trees and moss have taken root
encircling the rust
that used to link two islands.

is it still a bridge
when all you can see
is the gorge between?
I’ve been looking across this ravine
for centuries standing still
and all I can see
is myself on the other side.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 27, 2005



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