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sundown down
ekphrastic for Justin
McCarthy’s 1965 ‘Mauch Chunk’
(now Jim Thorpe, PA)
the colour goes
or as long as it lasts
high orchard
ore under
town and a river
night coming
safe
till the trees go in
roofs still bright
you’ll half imagine
the train along
the river runs
you can see where they were once
now down
the grass comes over
they bury a coloured man just for his name
a statue too of the athlete Indian
sheds and green beside
see power transmitted
Coalville?
Mauch Chunk?
Mawsch Unk in Uanmi?
is it ‘Bear Mountain’? Place of the Bears?
Is it ‘Sleeping Bear’?
and the Molly Maguires are buried there
a lynching for the agitation
scenic place
bridge and bright leaning
that’s the town built
some hilltop last to graze
it’s as in the 1914 postcard
eagle drone over
no coal though now
the valley rings birdsong
lights flicker on
see the dinner beginning
that’s coal
lights up all the bones broken
three dollars a week
lights the table of poor fare
it’s all King Coal and the sixteen tons
dust in the folds of the bones of the heart
the lynching’s all a long time since
the crosses
you can hike from here
it’s a pretty town
catch a train there like in the olden days
that whistle’s all you can hear
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