Village: Closing the Ruler Factory
There is nothing left to measure.
Here 12 and 1/2 employees—full-
timers and half-timers—had milled
scales, yardsticks, templates, rulers,
aluminum T-squares in rectangular
sea-blue Fairgate Rule Company at
the center of short Division Street.
For dozens of years, they’d scored
and punched gauges for designers,
dressmakers, architects, carpenters,
tailors, artists, draftsmen, engineers
until old clients put orders on hold
and machines retired a human guild.
Now wind cuts across a 10 x 10 lot,
100-square feet of dirt, rubble, foot-
high weeds. No more 8 to 4 shifts
tooling thin ticks or square shafts.
No one’s there to divide, cut, miter.
They’ll move on, catch up on sleep,
dream about cold light in the deep
abyssal zones of the starry oceans,
spread their hands to figure spans.
Let someone else count each cubit
in the orbit of our new 9th planet.
Photo of brick factory wall by Pexels, courtesy Pixabay. Photo of Jo Pitkin by Howard Goodman.