It’s the last day of National Poetry Month, which is inspiring me to return to a poem I consider a touchstone: Jack Gilbert’s “Measuring the Tyger.” Here are the first few lines, with a link to the full poem. Enjoy!
Barrels of chains. Sides of beef stacked in vans.
Water buffalo dragging logs of teak in the river mud
outside Mandalay. Pantocrater in the Byzantium dome.
The mammoth overhead crane bringing slabs of steel
through that dingy light and roar…