- Non-Erotic Poetry
- All Day Long
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Click here108 degrees in the sawmill
today. Tall fans blow stifling
air at me. The din
of screaming saws
penetrates my earplugs.
Everything reeks
of pine sap. I stand beside
a conveyor chain piled
head-high with logs.
All day long
I roll those logs
one-at-a-time onto
the debarkers's feeder chain.
The debarker came all
the way from Sweden. Phone
booth sized, " CAMBIO"
in six-inch letters and the logo
of a rampant goat cast
into its dark green iron
housing. When idling,
the Cambio's electric
motors fill the mill with a high
whine. When the feeder chain
shoves a log into
the Cambio's maw, it slices
away the bark with
whirling knives, flings
the slippery peeled log
onto another conveyor. The Cambio
strips an eight foot log in about
three seconds, growls
like a leopard with bronchitis.
I roll logs onto the
feeder chain as fast
as I can. Log ends sticky
with resin. Bark dusty and
dry. When things run smoothly,
I can give the Cambio
sixteen logs a minute
all day long.
- COMMENTS
Cleardaynowalmost 10 years agoVery descriptive & draws you in. I checked and no use of cliche (1201 is usually right when I can understand him). Keep going. Please.
Oldbear63almost 10 years agoI could see, hear, smell, and feel it. 16 logs a minute, all day long. Production. Liked it very much.
