{"id":2147,"date":"2013-07-03T01:09:31","date_gmt":"2013-07-03T01:09:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2147"},"modified":"2013-07-03T01:09:31","modified_gmt":"2013-07-03T01:09:31","slug":"andrew-hein-713","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/andrew-hein-713\/","title":{"rendered":"Andrew Hein, July 2013"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Summerset<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I am fashioning a cog. By that I mean that I have taken an old cog; I am polishing it. I am \u2018fashioning\u2019 it\u2014shiny cogs are the new convention. I am shaving down wires and making new life. What does this machine do? It polishes cogs. I am refining and being refined. I am shaking to parts. I am oiling the cogs. This machine is lumbering toward the sea. There it will destroy itself, below the high cliffs, beside the cluster of white stucco houses: pebbles against its mass.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47753\"><strong>Bum camp<\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47751\">\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47749\">I&#8217;m out for a jog;<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47758\">they&#8217;re living in a bum camp.<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47747\">\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47745\">when I round the corner and start<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47760\">into the woods<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I remember it, cued by a comical<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47762\">trail of refuse&#8211;can of whipped<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47764\">\n<p>cream, dented fire extinguisher,<\/p>\n<p>then a pair of what used to be<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>pink socks<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47766\">half inside-out<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>like someone ran out of them.<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47768\">There&#8217;s the glue factory too,<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47770\">\n<p>the one<\/p>\n<p>you can smell before you see.<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47772\">\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47774\">The glue factory, as I call it,<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47776\">where they repurpose glue<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47778\">\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47780\">for entertainment. It&#8217;s still half dark<\/p>\n<p>and behind the factory and a curtain of pines,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>backhoes are rearing their Ndbelean<\/p>\n<p>necks (equipped with flashlights), roughing up<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>some wretched stump. Backhoes<\/p>\n<p>were designed with giraffes in mind,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>both created with demolition as their<\/p>\n<p>purpose. Passing the camp now, I smell<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>their urine. They must smell it too, it&#8217;s hard<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47733\">not to.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But no one is around.<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47739\">Maybe they&#8217;re using<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47741\">\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47731\">this quietest part of the day,<\/p>\n<p>just when it&#8217;s cool,<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47743\">\n<p>just before the dawn, to rest like we rested,<\/p>\n<p>urgently, those few minutes<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>on a hillside in Appalachia, or in<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47794\">the Alabama valley, or in the buzzing Amazon,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>like that but<\/p>\n<p>repeated<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47792\">forever.<\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_7_2_1_1372803748816_47790\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Summerset I am fashioning a cog. By that I mean that I have taken an old cog; I am polishing it. 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