swirling, the burly sludge slogging
down the trough
into the dug-out designated spaces
in its brief time as a river
the urgency of the waiting men’s
work as we watched the magic
shift from liquid to solid
the smooth simple squares
one after another to form
the angled loop around our block
to keep us on track to go nowhere.
Our fathers stood watching with us
offering their worn wisdom: keep moving,
is all I gathered, before it sets.
Jim Daniels’ latest poetry collections include Gun/Shy (Wayne State University Press) and two chapbooks, The Human Engine at Dawn (Wolfson Press) and the forthcoming Comment Card (Carnegie Mellon University Press). His new fiction collection The Luck of the Fall (Michigan State University Press) will be published later this year. A native of Detroit, he lives in Pittsburgh and teaches in the Alma College low-residency MFA program.