A warm sunny day, dry as a bone
perfect weather for building a home.
When it's raining the mason's OK,
to sling that mortar another day.
Damp, hot or foggy, sun scorched or cool;
all fine weather for a mason to tool.
But trying to lay frozen block is a bitch,
just ask Ivan Denisovich.
Sometimes a mason just has to dig dirt.
No shame, no problem, doesn't really hurt,
it's the kind of thing one must not shirk.
Some will say "that's why they call it work!"
But with all the dirt dug and the work done
good and ready for the next rising sun.
Of all the cool tricks in a mason’s own trove
are none quite so warm as a masonry stove.
The flame paths turn and tortuously twist
extending its length so its heat isn’t missed.
by warming the rock and the stone and the brick
and sinking its warmth into stove walls so thick
it gives off something to warm your cold feet:
a deep penetrating radiant heat.
This warmth will go from your feet to your head
as you smell those loaves of freshly baked bread.
April is here, and it’s National Poetry Writing Month again! Oh nooo!!!! Napowrimo!
I was asked if I planned to write poems again. No, I do not plan to write a poem about masonry every day this month. I already did, last year. But they need work. Not so much editing as tuck-pointing. Some should simply be demolished and their rubble used as fill in other, more satisfying structures. None are really good enough. Ok, now I’m annoyed. Damn it Jim! I’m a mason, not a poet. Here we go.
It didn’t just occur, it evolved
seeming simple to me
like it simply naturally solved
how a building should be.
How little did I know at the time
I was trying to change
both the old reason and the known rhyme
to something utterly strange.
Block are never triangular things,
block are rectangular.
Mice eat cheese, dogs chase cats, birds have wings
Boston has its Strangler.
"Do not doubt: or question basic truths.
Concrete block cannot be
successfully used to make arching roofs!"
They kept on telling me.
But this idea was stuck in my head
so I went and made it.
Hopefully somehow before I am dead
not all people hate it.