Steel Fixing



A memory from the time when I worked on a building site.

Measured in time, the distance between

The window in the floor of a crane and the steel

Skeleton of a future hospital wall

Is covered more quickly than a turning head.


He was suddenly there,

Shuddering from his chest,

Rolled steel stalks.

Leaves of orange plastic

Like flowers

With their heads cut off.


Gathered around a broken man, the sound

Of construction raging to deliver

A maternity wing,


On time and on budget and tonnes of steel

Still to tie today.

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