scandium
Sc— Bose said “reality is after all too big for our frail understanding to fully comprehend” he knows 800 languages but nobody gets him despite Mendeleev’s Eka-boron prediction discovery patent first isolation what saga might burst through this semantic escutcheon he’s not talking yet
elusive they say & camera-shy Cold War allergic to public places no-one can lure you out of your cave although spectral analysts claim to have glimpsed you in Iveland-Evje your “Norsk getaway” & rumor buzzes a paparazzo chap has in his possession a sought-after snap of you lazing astride an Intercontinental Ballistic Missile miles beneath the ice you are filled with suspicion they say only read Salinger first editions only eat food with a Velcro spoon only feel stable in r-process conditions don’t believe in the moon a tell-all with you would be bigger than Beckham in Zhovti Vody or Bayan Obo but I don’t buy magazines & even if cyclists revere your name & there in the distance a Soviet chopper dices applause & Yankees sing their thin baseball hymns & megastores auto-open their doors & soft halide arcs sweep up & down aisles on each & every floor I-don’t-buy-what-they-say you are not in Madagascar but here in bed moving in me swaying with me in nuclear spin inventing this moment of love & decay everything’s a symbol
lithium
Li— ttoral brilliantine grease within her gears
all the way from Bolivia to here you appear inside my day I go to the coast for my necessary necessary & there you are floating on water like some kind of Jesus beautiful bird I thought you were still away thought you were caught up in yesterday’s war corrosive words disposable talks exposing your core to the air I saw you react & turn black strange how close to frailty you are how you verge near the edge yet keep me on track my steadier steadier my rhombohedral personal battery pack I search for you in brine & clay kick mussel & oyster shells out of the way o here is lustre here is light but nothing compares to your breakable silver-white heart I miss your solid & salty I miss your laugh & yes I am sorry what-ever becomes whatever ions it is you my dear who evens me out do not disappear up into the sun stay here with me “stone” compound me
cadmium
Cd— type galaxies aka supergiant ellipticals gleam with multiple nuclei within a halo of stars they seem diffuse from where she survives he does not seem to exist on the other hand Godzilla up close & personal supergiant star of twenty-nine films & darling daikaiju of all Japan gets murdered by missiles tipped with him in 1984 neutron absorber of monster breath he shoots down the throat of our loveable beast & causes its {technically 4th & temporary} death wow she is impressed a real-life killer at her breast she rewinds the scene again again watches the reel right through to The End this love will defend her from anything!
Monet ambles son beau jardin with seven jardiniers seven days a week for twenty years water meadow lily pond Japanese bridge too much to capture as la lumière arrives & then so quickly! subsides too much for the plein-air eye how to slow down time how to heavy the minutes before one dies dry on the palette stuck to a brush o torment & joy the colors of life {lead} white {chrome} green {cobalt} blue a little vermilion madder & you how many colors in my life? “toutes” the master replies black-black but you can’t count that blue yes blue & bits of you transforming my ouch-ouch to light you are the stuff that snuffs out my night turns hell to Giverny despite despite & then this yellow! suddenly blooms & fills my room when you awake & enter my space & murmur good morning {embrace embrace} & then my fingers skilfully lifted from writing it this this
zirconium
Zr— clan says “Zero Regrets is now recruiting you must have a 1.3+ K/D & be 13–16 you also need to have a mic & the availability to change your name in three days or less after joining if you have a 1.5+ K/D no tryouts are required however if your K/D is 1.3–1.4 tryouts are required if interested in joining please kik” of course she knows not what this means he says don’t stress explains how “some things are for real” other things “just for game”
you wrap yourself around dangerous things to save us
from ourselves o tu es mon brave! the unarmed guy
who walks right in to the nuclear reactor the incendiary
bomb & walks right out again I try to say how afraid
I am but the words won’t come how afraid I am not
for myself but for world & then they emerge: o aarde!
/ erde! o blue marble house! builded from elements
builded like us iron-oxygen-silicon-dust oblate spheroid
terrestrial globe swivelling swivelling hugging the sun
world is Home for everyone o monde! / mundus! world
has circumference 40,000 km Melbourne to Melbourne
o tsuchi! / dharti! world has density 5.515 g/cm o gaia!
/ shijie! world has gravity 9.798 m/s o zamin! / zemia!
volume mass world has interior moment of inertia
escape velocity just like us! you tell me “hush” you
tell me I’m loved & breathing breathing tracer-rounds
fuel-pellets gone from my mind & feet back on earth o
dear sweet ground & now I am here & now you walk
right out of a mine & you give me this {points to ring}
don’t stress you say I won’t go away some things are for real
