Monday, February 17, 2014

Heavier than Air

Heavier than Air
for Fritz Haber

He tautened, tightened and synched
the air, ratcheted in nitrogen and
found in the space the slow drop of ammonium
nitrate, the fuel that would keep a billion modern people from starving.

His glass of fine wine was lifted among
the highest societies a poor German Jew
from the country could pull himself up to,
but he yearned for higher air than the liquid
that shook life from the earth
to feed his generation of plants.
_________________________He longed for Goddom.
He rallied and lead a field of soldiers, squaring
off in the first big war of the modern
age. While Klimt painted the lovers softly, adoring eachother
in gold and maroon, Fritz Haber gave the order for the chlorine gas,
a similar invention to ammonium nitrate, to be let
loose slowly over the field at Ypres. It was early spring.
There must have been birds singing as the dawn broke.
Fog mixed with fog and heavier than air, gas
dropped into the trenches where men were lifted out of
their skins to the sensation of drowning on dry land, drowning
in their own lungs, heaving, convulsing, retching, tearing at their skin
falling back to the earth to feed the field with their blue bodies.

When he arrived home, his wife, a scientist surrounded
by men, said what he did was wrong. I don't know
what else she said before he left the next morning
to command troops and gas, before she walked into the garden
behind their house, before she rested a pistol to her chest, the
cold iron on the shallow part of her breast, before she aimed
straight for her own heart and fired, before he heard the sound,
found her body and took his pistol back, before he left her there
to get the train, before his young son wandered alone
in the garden, wondering what had happened to his mother,
his son who would years later walk down that same hedgerow
as his mother and end his candle with his own two fingers.

And after Fritz Haber tried and failed
to ransack gold from the saltwater of tides
to pay his part of the colossal debt of the Fatherland
he went toe-to-toe with the Nazi laws of
1934 and resigned rather than sack his
Jewish contemporaries, some of whom were no doubt
present the first time a pesticide was synthesized,
a pesticide easily lethal to humans. The chemists conspicuously
added a smell so farmers could avoid the toxic gas
but a later, more dedicated group of chemists
removed the smell, and updated the recipe name to Xyclon-B.

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