This poem is taken from PN Review 214, Volume 40 Number 2, November - December 2013.
'Tap Dogs' Music' and Other Poems
Tap Dogs' Music
Ponderous cauldrons
roaring with air
white gold slopping over
smoke fallout everywhere
Open the tap-hole
steel light is blind
intense as a searchlight
infinitely confined
The scorched hook-steerers
down in the spatter
spend crib times heel-and-toeing
a new ferrous patter
on sheets of cooled plate
since these works will soon close
and spangling metal
will set in black floes.
...
Ponderous cauldrons
roaring with air
white gold slopping over
smoke fallout everywhere
Open the tap-hole
steel light is blind
intense as a searchlight
infinitely confined
The scorched hook-steerers
down in the spatter
spend crib times heel-and-toeing
a new ferrous patter
on sheets of cooled plate
since these works will soon close
and spangling metal
will set in black floes.
...
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