Under the Confluence

© Matthew Word Bain

I wonder what it is
that draws me to this scene
it could very well be the light itself
and the stark shadows on a day like this
and yet it is the sheer mass of these structures
and the contrast of the utter blandness
of this paved road’s aesthetic
with the expansive connotations
of all the accumulations of histories
and movement these bridges represent
even if they host less movement in this era
than they did in the one which gave them rise
which brings me here and holds me under
enthralled by the influence of streams
conflowing, weaving across time
history, structure, aesthetic