MAPPING THE CITY: DC Places, Part
THE ALBERT EINSTEIN MEMORIAL, WASHINGTON, DC
Berks! I salute you for creating
him on such a scale
that my father is a child again,
perched on his knee.
He casts his eyes down
to the cosmos,
to stars hammered into the granite
at his heels, as if he sat there to rest
from this very labor. Have I the means
to praise him? I could never comprehend
what he conceived,
even the effects of the effects
of his conceptions. I wonder
how he’d view himself,
the Light glazing his sandaled feet,
the sculptor's Energy,
the sheer Matter
of two stories of bolstering cement;
wouldn’t his humility shadow
the pulsing quasars
and double stars crowded
under one sole? Still,
he’d find comfort in the bare toes,
Berks—here sits your crudely frosted cake
of a man, a wrinkle on the forehead
for each miraculous formula.
Energy and Matter
is the author of a chapbook, The Slow Creaking of Planets (Finishing
Line Press). Poems of hers have been published in The Paris Review,
Prairie Schooner, Field, and Best New Poets.
She spent her formative years trolling Adams Morgan and Dupont Circle,
and she now lives in the Hudson Valley in New York, where she teaches
with and administers the Bard Prison Initiative.
in Volume 11, Number 4, Fall 2010.