Life itself is a great mystery. The great chemistry that exists in everything intrigues me. I personally, really enjoy reading Margaret Avison's Poems. You could say they're sort of like a mystery to me. This is because poems are similar to puzzles in such a way that you'll have to figure out the meaning of each word itself; why each word is place where they're placed; and the overall effect and message Avison is trying to convey to her readers. As I was re-reading “Cement Worker on a Hot Day”, I was trying to pick out some clues that would lead me to the bigger picture Avison was trying to paint. The first stanza is about how ordinary the “yellow hydrant” is: it is “just a knob shape”. I like how she separates “just a knob” and “shape” and places them on separate lines. It helps to create that ordinary feel for the objects that we see but don’t take the time to notice the details. The next two stanzas quickly step pass the everyday standing hydrant by bringing it into the spotlight by showing what it does best. The hydrant provides an abundant amount of life’s necessity: water. It is interesting to note that the third stanza is not aligned with the other stanzas in the poem. It gives an effect of water “gush[ing]” out of the hydrant. I think she is trying to tell us to take more notice to the objects that we pass by everyday. In the context of Chemistry, it’s like these objects have potential energy (stored energy) and that if we have the time to take notice, we can recognize the other forms of energy it can potentially change into.