Power Station by Dennis Daly

Heart Attack by Allie Gold © 2012
broke in black and white courtesy of Shabunawaz Photography ©2010

Governs our world by its generation

Of crackling fire, a variation

On the solvent, power possessing stone

That transmutes a base fuel to the unknown

 

Realm of driven turbines, coiled dragons

And their treacherous ilk. A burst tube bludgeons

Three men to death with steam-pressured burning

On a frantic day, on a worker’s morning.

 

There are other causalities. Those who breathe

For years the trace cadmium that will wreath

Us tomorrow in the grit of fly ash

And tomorrow after that. The mishmash

 

Of raining residue, and broken words

Flutter aside the landscape like black birds

Eying their petulant, bewildered prey.

Conveyed upwards, a diagonal skyway

 

Crosses the stacks: our heaven so infused.

On earth we bow our heads to art, confused

By what’s above, the ruts of power lines

Birthing creations, etching life’s designs.

 

Heart Attack by Allie Gold © 2012
Heart Attack by Allie Gold © 2012
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