Monday, September 12, 2011

Machine Age


image borrowed from bing

Machine Age

The storm came up suddenly
and lightning
struck a telephone pole, splitting it
and sending electricity along the wires.
A quarter of a mile away
a doctor was sitting in his house
quietly reading a book under his telephone—
and was found in his chair
dead, his hair on fire
and red lines along his neck, chest and side.

Charles Reznikoff

Posted over on Poems and Poetics

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