WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.820 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.820 --> 00:00:05.520 align:middle line:84% This is a poem called "Bystanders." 00:00:05.520 --> 00:00:07.350 align:middle line:84% It's another story, these first poems 00:00:07.350 --> 00:00:08.910 align:middle line:90% are all stories of the sort. 00:00:08.910 --> 00:00:14.020 align:middle line:90% 00:00:14.020 --> 00:00:17.790 align:middle line:84% When it snowed hard, cars failed at the hairpin turn 00:00:17.790 --> 00:00:19.920 align:middle line:90% above the house. 00:00:19.920 --> 00:00:25.830 align:middle line:84% They'd slur offline and drift to a ditch or creep back down, 00:00:25.830 --> 00:00:29.700 align:middle line:84% the driver squinting out from a half open door, 00:00:29.700 --> 00:00:35.310 align:middle line:84% his hindsight glazed by snow on the rear window and cold breath 00:00:35.310 --> 00:00:37.020 align:middle line:90% on the mirrors. 00:00:37.020 --> 00:00:40.050 align:middle line:84% Soon he'd be at the house to use the phone, 00:00:40.050 --> 00:00:42.270 align:middle line:84% and peer a few feet out the kitchen window 00:00:42.270 --> 00:00:46.140 align:middle line:84% at the black night and insulating snow. 00:00:46.140 --> 00:00:48.570 align:middle line:90% Those were the uphill cars. 00:00:48.570 --> 00:00:52.530 align:middle line:84% One night a clump of them had gathered at the turn 00:00:52.530 --> 00:00:56.850 align:middle line:84% and I'd gone out to make my usual remark, something 00:00:56.850 --> 00:00:59.700 align:middle line:84% smug about pride disguised as something 00:00:59.700 --> 00:01:04.890 align:middle line:84% about machines and snow, and to be in a clump myself. 00:01:04.890 --> 00:01:08.580 align:middle line:84% Then over the hillbrow one mile up the road, 00:01:08.580 --> 00:01:11.100 align:middle line:84% came two pale headlights and the whine 00:01:11.100 --> 00:01:14.580 align:middle line:84% of a car doing 50 downhill through four 00:01:14.580 --> 00:01:19.890 align:middle line:84% tufted inches of snow atop a thin sheet of new ice. 00:01:19.890 --> 00:01:22.080 align:middle line:90% That shut us up. 00:01:22.080 --> 00:01:28.320 align:middle line:84% And we turned enthralled like grass in wind to watch the car 00:01:28.320 --> 00:01:30.750 align:middle line:90% and all its people die. 00:01:30.750 --> 00:01:34.170 align:middle line:84% Their only chance would be never to brake, 00:01:34.170 --> 00:01:36.180 align:middle line:84% but to let the force of their folly 00:01:36.180 --> 00:01:41.460 align:middle line:84% carry them as if it were a law of physics where it would. 00:01:41.460 --> 00:01:45.120 align:middle line:84% And since the hill was straight until the hairpin turn, 00:01:45.120 --> 00:01:47.920 align:middle line:90% they might make it that far. 00:01:47.920 --> 00:01:51.690 align:middle line:84% And so we unclumped fast from the turn and its scatter 00:01:51.690 --> 00:01:57.300 align:middle line:84% of abandoned cars and down the hill it came, the accident. 00:01:57.300 --> 00:02:00.660 align:middle line:84% How beautifully shaped it was, like an arrow, 00:02:00.660 --> 00:02:05.130 align:middle line:84% this violent privation and story I would have, 00:02:05.130 --> 00:02:08.070 align:middle line:90% and it was only beginning. 00:02:08.070 --> 00:02:11.160 align:middle line:84% It must have been going 70 when it somehow 00:02:11.160 --> 00:02:13.170 align:middle line:90% insinuated through the cars. 00:02:13.170 --> 00:02:16.210 align:middle line:84% We'd got as far away from as we could. 00:02:16.210 --> 00:02:17.790 align:middle line:84% And it left the road where the road 00:02:17.790 --> 00:02:21.060 align:middle line:90% left a straight downhill line. 00:02:21.060 --> 00:02:25.320 align:middle line:84% Halfway down the Morgans' folder and stunt-strewn meadow, 00:02:25.320 --> 00:02:28.140 align:middle line:90% it clanged and yard. 00:02:28.140 --> 00:02:31.800 align:middle line:84% One door flew open like a wing and then 00:02:31.800 --> 00:02:36.120 align:middle line:84% it rolled and tossed in the surf of its last momentum, 00:02:36.120 --> 00:02:39.150 align:middle line:90% and there was no noise from it. 00:02:39.150 --> 00:02:43.170 align:middle line:84% Than any I'd imagined in the car were only one. 00:02:43.170 --> 00:02:47.580 align:middle line:84% A woman wiped blood from his crushed face with a Tampax 00:02:47.580 --> 00:02:49.080 align:middle line:90% though he was dead. 00:02:49.080 --> 00:02:52.530 align:middle line:84% And we stood in the field and stuttered. 00:02:52.530 --> 00:02:54.720 align:middle line:84% Back at the turn, two collies barked 00:02:54.720 --> 00:02:58.470 align:middle line:84% at the snowplow with its blue light turning mildly 00:02:58.470 --> 00:03:03.030 align:middle line:84% at the wrecker, at the police to whom we told our names 00:03:03.030 --> 00:03:05.310 align:middle line:90% and what we saw. 00:03:05.310 --> 00:03:09.240 align:middle line:84% So we began to ravel from the stunned, calm, single thing 00:03:09.240 --> 00:03:11.460 align:middle line:90% we had become by not dying. 00:03:11.460 --> 00:03:15.540 align:middle line:84% And the county cleared the turn, and everyone went home. 00:03:15.540 --> 00:03:18.600 align:middle line:84% And while the plow dragged up the slick hill, 00:03:18.600 --> 00:03:24.080 align:middle line:84% the staunch clank of its chains, the county cleared the field. 00:03:24.080 --> 00:03:25.000 align:middle line:90%