The Engineer
The engineer did not understand the poet's poetry
But the poet was an engineer too -
Tinkering, inventing, figuring.
Her creative rhythm applied to typing on the computer
Analyzing digital data
Building, modeling, rotating, copying.
What began as a spark of interest in math in youth
Carried into adulthood.
A sparky in her own right,
Light and electrons flowed from her work
Power and energy fueled life around her.
She brought something good into the world:
Bulbs fired up with electricity
Motors running on pure Tesla science
Wires and boxes and totem-pole towers
To her these were secret and alive and sacred.
An engineered advance,
A good means to a good end,
Raising up its’ first generation to the life
Of modern living
With vehicles sprawling the map
And the birth of many industries.
The engineer did not understand the poet's poetry
But the poet was an engineer too
And they understood one another that way.
The world was alive by their handiwork
Handiwork that carved a roadmap into the future.
But the poet was an engineer too -
Tinkering, inventing, figuring.
Her creative rhythm applied to typing on the computer
Analyzing digital data
Building, modeling, rotating, copying.
What began as a spark of interest in math in youth
Carried into adulthood.
A sparky in her own right,
Light and electrons flowed from her work
Power and energy fueled life around her.
She brought something good into the world:
Bulbs fired up with electricity
Motors running on pure Tesla science
Wires and boxes and totem-pole towers
To her these were secret and alive and sacred.
An engineered advance,
A good means to a good end,
Raising up its’ first generation to the life
Of modern living
With vehicles sprawling the map
And the birth of many industries.
The engineer did not understand the poet's poetry
But the poet was an engineer too
And they understood one another that way.
The world was alive by their handiwork
Handiwork that carved a roadmap into the future.