Observation

I’m turning pages in my French dictionary
when the elevator breathes open. An entire class
wedges out, amoebic around a tall man in fleece: le prof.
He looks around for affirmation but his flock
hunches, head-bent, impelling graphite
onto their forearms. He waits, stationed in front
of the elevator like Hades at Avernus
and tells himself: So the scale-clutching it-
is a function of time between floor one
and floor three. The elevator doors belch
into his side; he bucks them back into their
sockets with his hip and presses: Let’s go again;
acceleration versus time for the round trip, he says,
backstepping into the mobile classroom-
so your velocity going down will be negative.
His voice hits the back wall where the echo stops
and the doors close and all twelve are vaulted up
like the value of y when m, x, and b
are enough. I watch the metal plate
above the doors that make it impossible for anyone
to get lost: 1 2 3 2 1. And again
the steely labra divide, the professor
out first, holding the scale in front of him
like a cheese tray. He weaves between his students,
following their work with a finger
waving tildes down the page. Pencils flip
and shake the spines of notebooks and then
they’re corralled back into the elevator, but this time:
with their teacher on the scale, yes, he is
standing on top of it-my own neck lowers
as they double-over to the numbers. And suddenly
I’m in it with them, in a split-second I’ve decided
to race them to the second storey, le deuxième étage,
that is: to clobber up the stairs to the poem’s ending
and rewrite it. So I do-I race them like I raced
my brother in every hotel we ever stayed at,
and I beat them, just like I think I beat him,
and I can’t keep myself from doing it, not even
now, as I rewrite, because they won’t even know
who pushed it, this tiny lucent interruption, because it’s white
and then it’s orange, and it rises into my fingers
like the knuckles of infinity, and it feels soft, and warm, and
when I close my eyes I move inside and I hum.
by Melissa Barrett, Poetry Editor. Photo by Vladimir Vladimirov/iStockphoto.com













