Post-weekend Poetry 25: From Work Tables They Raise Pine Voices by Salvatore Buttaci

Welcome to Post-weekend Poetry and the twenty-fifth poem in this series. This week’s piece is by poet and short story author Salvatore Buttaci.

From Work Tables They Raise Pine Voices

I am a fugitive from a puzzle factory,
a jigsaw piece in plywood rebellion,
a misfit bored with pat expectations,
odd-shaped and deemed incomplete,

definitely not a team player, but
a fugitive in hiding who
from where I peer from dark corners
I can see the gloved worker at the lathe
singing forest-nymph songs,

blowing sawdust from the jigsaw buzz,
assembling an entourage
of the awkward, the ungainly,
those chips off some old block
who cannot, will not, stand alone.

From work tables they raise pine voices,
“You complete me.”
In their separations, they chant jig sonatas,
but even the worker behind his mask,
even his quick and nimble hands.

even the pieces present and accounted for,
even the gathering and the fitting,
even these irregular shapes
hoping to be shaped,
facets of a compound eye
yearning to come together

in this artistic seascape gestalt,
aggressive projections
locking into willing indentations,
even with all this,
still I will insist
my choice of absence

(half a red sailboat far
from a choppy plywood sea)
is a life lesson to be learned:
Integrity comes from within.

I asked Salvatore what prompted this piece and he said…

Like most writers I keep a pocket pad and pen handy at all times. It’s too easy to think up the start of a poem or story, only to see it flutter away like the stuff dreams are made of. I’ve filled many a little pad with notations that spurred me onward to write an eventual complete piece of writing.

This poem is a good example of an idea in the form of a line––the first one!––which I jotted in my pad and then not long afterwards developed from the notion of being “a fugitive from a puzzle factory” to what it means to be part of the whole, but alienated somehow from the complete picture: the oddball in the gesthalt of life. All those encountered by this loner have all fed him the same lie, “You complete me!” He has learned perhaps the hard way to stand his ground, maintain his integrity no matter how seemingly essential he is to the seascape puzzle. He decides to go into hiding, to let “half a red sailboat” be a statement of his individuality by being conspicuously absent from the puzzle.

As with all poems, the levels of meaning here go beyond the obvious. Digging just a bit deeper we find ourselves confronting our own need to be more than just a number and a name. We want our lives to matter in the grand scheme of things.

Thank you, Salvatore.

Salvatore Buttaci is an obsessive-compulsive writer whose work has appeared widely in publications that include New York Times, U. S. A. Today, The Writer, Writer’s Digest, Cats Magazine, The National Enquirer, Christian Science Monitor, A Word with You Press, and Six Sentences. He was the recipient of the $500 Cyber-wit Poetry Award in 2007. He was also one of the winners in the 2011 Franklin-Christoph Fine Writing Instrument Poetry Contest.

A former English professor at a local community college and middle-school teacher in New Jersey, he retired in 2007 to commit himself to full-time writing. In addition to fiction and poetry, he has written full-length plays for educational theaters and maintains several blog sites on the Internet. An activist against Italian American media bias, he has lectured widely on “Growing up Sicilian.”

His two flash-fiction collections 200 Shorts and Flashing My Shorts were published by All Things That Matter Press and are available in book and Kindle editions.

His new book If Roosters Don’t Crow, It Is Still Morning: Haiku and Other Poems.

Buttaci lives in West Virginia with Sharon, the love of his life.

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7 thoughts on “Post-weekend Poetry 25: From Work Tables They Raise Pine Voices by Salvatore Buttaci

  1. Micki Peluso says:

    Sal, That was a wonderful poem. It made me chuckle as my husband just got a 400 dollar wook kit to build the U.S Constitution, which he might have been able to do when younger. Now he’s scared to touch it–hiding from the puzzle. I loved your lesson on poems and the puzzle they so often present.


    Micki Peluso


      • Books & Art - Spirit & Soul says:

        Hi Salvatore – Thanks for coming by my blog and introducing yourself. I read this poem on Sunday when it came out but didn’t relate the title to the puzzle factory – I too have lost many 1st lines and therefore whole poems by not jotting down my 1st thoughts. I lost one today actually as I had brought my notebook in from the car and then of course forgot to bring back out. Sigh… perhaps it will return but doubtful.
        I did write one perfect line down recently which has developed into a full blown love story 🙂 More to come….


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