By Jack Joseph Smith
Original Scan
AI Interpretation
"Consintration" chases something that has just vanished and turns that loss into a cosmic problem of needing sky, earth, and the two opposite ends of whatever matters most.
The poem insists that the missing thing cannot be found by direct effort, which gives concentration a paradoxical shape from the start. Once the solar system spins into view, the search stops being personal and becomes a question of orientation between competing necessities. What finally matters is not an answer but the pressure of "stuff that crosses you," the forces that interrupt and define a life.
Consintration: impossible, it was just here; the solar system has spun, needing two ends of the opisite. Idiosyncratic spellings intact.