Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, IN THE MACHINE AGE, by SIBYL CROLY HANCHETT


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IN THE MACHINE AGE, by                    
First Line: The crystal wash of rain has overlaid
Last Line: The journey's end lies blissfully remote.
Subject(s): Machinery & Machinists


The crystal wash of rain has overlaid
The glass before us, and with hasty beat
Its small sky missiles tap the incomplete
Rhythm of their vagrant music overhead.
All moving lights are shattered and besprayed
Along the beetle surface of the street,
And every little flying world we meet
Appears mysteriously tenanted.
We sit within our cube of warmth and speed;
The road turns sharply to the right, and I
Swerve to your side; the roughness of your coat
Brushes my face, and I forget the need
Of balancing erect; the night slips by;
The journey's end lies blissfully remote.





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