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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A RAILROAD YARD AT NIGHT, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: Faint forms of giant buildings in the night Last Line: Gleaming of silver underneath the stars. Subject(s): Commuters; Railroads; Traffic; Travel; Railways; Trains; Journeys; Trips | |||
FAINT forms of giant buildings in the night Across the flat, steel spider-web are seen, While like strange stars the lamps of red and green Hang in the ebon air at every height In placid peace with all the lamps of white. Beyond the bridge the weary cars convene, Sunk in a slumber soundless and serene, Wrapped well in robes of darkness recondite: But here the trembling engines thunder by, Drawing their trains of peopled palace cars, The great black beasts of beauty sing and sigh, The whistles cut the air like scimitars, And these much-traveled tracks of traffic lie Gleaming of silver underneath the stars. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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