The Crane of Damocles
Over the heads of sleeping Georgetown
Hangs the rusting crane of Damocles
When will the engine start again?
A question pondered by many women and men.
This pendulum of doom
Shadows our rooms
Much as the huge elephant in the parlor
Dressed in ill-fitting suit
with such ghastly
A crane has loomed over Georgetown’s low skyline since construction stopped where the Marbury Hotel and Citronelle used to be, near 30th and M Streets NW.