Note: This is part found, part erasure poem. It's source is the e-mail the INSP network sent me about an upcoming movie called The Last Bricklayer in America.
Touching… enlightening … hope… healing… human spirit
Bricks in his family business for fifty-seven years.
into the craft
and laying bricks…
feels threatened …his skills… no longer
needed…as more and more…
people desire instant gratification…
business owners pride…
quick delivery of product…
over fine craft.
Henry loses his passion… for work… and life
to make 22,000 bricks
for a new library..
dedicated to his wife.
he’s just another useless
old man waiting to die.
thirteen-year-old Danny Potter.
Danny has his share of problems, too.
His parents are separated,
but when they’re together,
they bicker constantly,
and Danny can no longer
stand to be around them.
Meeting Henry gives Danny
an escape from the fighting,
As Henry’s contract deadline looms,
he and Danny work together,
and they begin the difficult journey of healing.