An unseen ruler defines with geometry
An unrulable expanse of geography
An aerial photographer over-exposed
To the cartologist′s 2D images knows
The areas where the water flowed
So petrified, the landscape grows
Straining eyes try to understand
The works, incessantly in hand
The carving and the paring of the land
The quarter square, the graph divides
Beneath the rule, a country hides
Interrupting my train of thought
Lines of longitude and latitude
Define and refine my altitude
The curtain's undrawn
Harness fitted, no escape
Common and peaceful, duck, flat, lowland
Landscape, canal, canard, water coloured
Crystal palaces for floral kings
A well-known waving span of wings
Witness the sinking of the sun
A deep breath of submission has begun
Interrupting my train of thought
Lines of longitude and latitude
Define and refine my altitude
Source: musixmatch
This special holiday blog, featuring several versions of Wire’s evergreen classic “Map Ref. 41°N 93°W,” is dedicated to my old 1990s Russia comrade L.J., who lives a mere seventy or so miles from the map reference in question and once upon a (better) time invited me to screen the world’s greatest mockumentary, First on the Moon, at the fab Mars Cafe in Des Moines. ||||| TRR
