Ode to a Crowbar

This entry is part 20 of 31 in the series Odes to Tools


Comma, apostrophe, back-
slash, cursive flourish —
an all-purpose divider
that only accidentally resembles
a question mark in search
of its dot-like perch.
No self-respecting crow, beak
clever at leverage, ever
departed from
the declarative mode.
Male & female
hand & handle,
heavy as Wednesday.
What iron tree might ramify
if you insinuated yourself
into some sidewalk crack?
I know that curl
from watching seeds sprout:
cotyledon at the point
of pulling apart.

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with 100 trillion of his closest microbial friends — a close-knit, symbiotic community comprising several thousand species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa. In a similarly collaborative fashion, all of Dave’s writing is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the “share alike” provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).


  1. At first I wondered about “as heavy as Wednesday. Then I realized that Wednesday is in the middle of the week and has to include the weight of three days on either side. I liked that and having to think about it.


  2. Sometimes the word or phrase that sounds best is also what makes the most sense – even if it’s a hidden kind of sense. Glad this worked for you, too.


  3. Nice. Another memory jog of our years of renovations and that satisfying sound of tearing apart, pulling nails, and leverage, as you say so poetically!


  4. You’ve really hit a groove with this home-brew genre, Dave. This is great.


  5. Really like this one, another great bringing to life. Cotyledon……:)


  6. Thanks, guys. Marja-Leena, you’re right – there is something very satisfying about pulling things out, or apart, with a crowbar, though I didn’t really focus on that in the poem. Material perhaps for another crowbar poem down the road.


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