Skeletal small towns’ rebar remains,
heart of a grange hall, a church revealed, shards
pierce and work their way inwards, shattered
bones all alight. A coil of brown barbed
wire, a torqued stave, some fence rod or road tie,
the curled hand of a man blasted
by sun, rain, snow hip deep, how we unfold
across our own horizon, beautiful
waste of our made things strew,
slow destruction of our mettle.
Marilyn McCabe has had poems published in such magazines as Nimrod, Beloit Poetry Journal, and Cortland Review. Her book of poetry, Perpetual Motion (2012), was chosen by judge Gray Jacobik for the Hilary Tham Capital Collection by The Word Works.