http://www.coconutpoetry.org/leon1.htm
I’ve decided to discuss Jon Leon’s poem entitled “81.” (And of course someone else would decide to comment on him on the most recent post before mine…) At any rate, I was drawn to Leon’s use of numbers in this poem (and all of his poems, for that matter). It’s interesting how one can interpret the numbers and imagine what (or who?) they stand for. This poem in particular drew me in because of the lines “No way to tell really where this big hulking/ piece of machinery will crash.” It helps that they’re in the very middle of the poem; they anchor the reader down and gives him/her something to grab onto amidst all the numbers and phrases that are hard to grasp. Plus it just sounds cool.