crawl up and over and through this city
across the muddy bottomed river
and so much rust and pulp
heading for the columbia
and the pacific
arches and trusses,
drawbridges and spans of concrete
somehow graceful in their engineered form
spanning voids, carrying cars over
industrial riverbanks and salvaged green
spaces wearing engineered names like
esplenade and storm-water retention roofs
i sit in a north facing,
climate controlled
palace
waiting for a sleepy one
to stir
so we can again
head out to explore this unfolding
new urban wonderland before us
Jonas Lamb 