There is a train leaving San Diego And one leaving Norfolk On the same line of continuous track. They are traveling at constant speed And do not stop to refuel. There are no delays, their conductors Pushing all distractions out of Their path, their engineers feverish To keep the mechanical effects in order, To keep the pitch of steam or diesel – it Does not matter which – at full shriek. You know Word problems like this reveal Their solution in some part Of the verbiage hidden within idle details. Never be too quick to write down The particulars. Never focus On the loudest numbers. Look instead For the willed outcome, the question That having the specifics muddles, leaving it To seem just some poor side show To the elegant mathematics, the assumed logic. Train A and train B Will meet head-on in St. Louis. St. Louis. Gateway to the West. Good brewing town. Home of The USAPL 2008 Raw Powerlifting Nationals. A city with a marvelous zoo. The question is: how fast is each Train, independently, going. But that Is not the real question. It is Not the question at all. You know You cannot stop this, you cannot Alter this senseless hurtling, This near sexual rut of rushing On time and on queue To the nation’s center, the shadow Of the Arch, the tears of the Mississippi. Those poor, threadbare, Anonymous passengers! In the last Half seconds as from train A And train B they recognize each other, Will they solve this word problem? Their mouths agape and their pencils Cluttered with calculations of speed and acceleration, Will they get out of this puzzle before its end? Will you, the frightful owner of their question, Have any answer? Will you have the science? Will you know the mathematics underlying Their gambled lives at this moment? Will you care?
Ken Poyner’s four collections of brief fictions and four collections of speculative poetry can be found at most online booksellers. He spent 33 years in information system management, is married to a world record holding female power lifter, and has a family of several cats and betta fish. Individual works have appeared in “Café Irreal”, “Analog”, “Danse Macabre”, “The Cincinnati Review”, and several hundred other places. www.kpoyner.com