Saturday, April 2, 2011

A poem on arches

The curve of an arch tempts gravity

whose weight hangs in the air like

an extra dose of hubris hanging, sprung

by an intrados, saved by an extrados.

Unlikely still familiar: unstable stability

for thousands of years an obvious secret

clever enough to fool Galileo and others

smarter still, sublimely simple heavy waits

patiently for a fool like me to look twice.

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