“Static” is one of two dynamic & electric poems by Christina M. Rau in our Spring 2017 issue.

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after Antony Gormley’s Event Horizon, NYC, 2010

HE’S UP ON THE LEDGE
two feet toes over.

He’s in the park, too,
same time same size.

And on the edge of a parapet
and on a roof and another.

It’s not the lightning;
it’s the thunder that activates.
Iron resonates.

In a summer storm
one by one
they start to sway.

Big bolts become joints
stagnancy diffused
Thirty one silhouettes across
bluing sky move.
Climb
           down

An army of artwork
replicating the inventor.

A clanging systematic
meandering through
the grid. The rain ends.
They keep going
automatic.

On concrete sidewalks in rows of three
unprogrammed and seemingly sentient.
In humid heat over grates of steam and
subway screams, they march in glinting sun
unswayed, a marathon of mechanics.

Autumn comes. People stop running.
They take pictures in winter.
Then in spring,
the robotic march
remains simply another
city thing, cogs and
wheels and disused fury.

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CHRISTINA M. RAU is the author of the poetry chapbooks WakeBreatheMove (Finishing Line Press, 2015) and For The Girls, I (Dancing Girl Press, 2014). Founder of Poets In Nassau, a reading circuit on Long Island, NY, her poetry has appeared on gallery walls in The Ekphrastic Poster Show, on car magnets for The Living Poetry Project, and most recently in the journals Queen Mob’s Teahouse and Meniscus. In her non-writing life, she practices yoga occasionally and line dances on other occasions. She blogs at http://alifeofwe.blogspot.com and does everything else at www.christinamrau.com.