Another Antenna Part 1 Poem by shimon weinroth

My window looks out upon
A budding horizon, as far as
The eye can see
Blue skies and yellow meadows

Sunbeams bathing
Cloudless heavens
Meandering paths
Gallantly cutting to my doorstep

At first somewhere in between
There stood a solitary anntena
Firm steely structure
Pointing its figure at the sky

Humming in static monotone
Sending messages
Gossiping electric currents
To all the people here and about

Soon joined by poles
And lines and cables
Criss crossing back and forth
A network of viens marking

A once clear horizon,
I have acquiesed
Getting used to these obstacles
My mind blocks them out

These very important vertical
Steely beings, serve us day
In and out, of them we cannot
Do without