By: Dec
Competition Year: 2013
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Choirs of embers erupting black and red,
Hoarse roaring harmonies of incandescence.
Converted then by steam and copper
To a dusty humming of old strip lights.

In reactors, matter is severed of itself
Furious spitting and spinning anger is transmitted
From the rarefied spoils of ancient earth
To tantalise bright coils of filament
Burning under glass.

By summits and damp hillsides
Great tumbling courses of air
Move porcelain gymnasts proud at height,
Coalescing to provide traction
For furnace and arc.

These are strange natures,
A ragged and unknowable intensity
Channelled to an expectant silence
Readied in place
Rearranged for convenience.
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