Bridge Romance

Poem by Rebecca Foust

After Eric Steele's documentray film about the Golden Gate Bridge


Panoramic arc and span. One wreck of black

tree. The sea, the sea.

Contrast of verdure and azure. Mica and rust;

dust on the lens and

welts of water like lucent pearls. Fog, a veil

worn to wed your dark love

in a fairy tale. The bereaved, believed to be

sorry now, the friend

who-doth-protest-too much; not me, please,

please. The inexorable draw of rail.

The struggle, the straddle,

the letting go. The slow

backbend arc of the last filmed fall. A splash,

soft, and off-camera. Silence. Silence and ash.


American Arts Quarterly, Fall 2015, Volume 35, Number 4