Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VIADUCT, by GORDON BOTTOMLEY Poet's Biography First Line: And when I found the narrowing estuary Last Line: Stacked waggons, slow unthinking slaves between. Subject(s): Railroads; Railways; Trains | ||||||||
AND when I found the narrowing estuary I saw a railway bridge through twilit mist; It seemed by veils suspended to exist, But a hushed tide washed under clankingly. A train from London crossed it in the night: I woke and saw a tossing burning mane, And felt some tragic woman passed again With trailing tresses in dispurposed flight. Unending luggages dragged past all day, Piled trucks, tarpaulin mounds, and heavy vans; Considering this monotony some chance Steep contour of its iron, sad array Made me remember thus it must have been That Caesar's trampling Triumphing appeared -- Elephants heaving, fuming flames upreared, Stacked waggons, slow unthinking slaves between. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RAILWAY by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON WHAT WE DID TO WHAT WE WERE by PHILIP LEVINE BURYING GROUND BY THE TIES by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH WAY-STATION by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH TWILIGHT TRAIN by EILEEN MYLES THE CAVEMAN ON THE TRAIN by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS |
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