Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE RAILWAY BRIDGES (TO W.M.C.), by RHYS CARPENTER Poet's Biography First Line: Girders of iron; bridges wrought of steel Last Line: The onrushpassedand all was night again. Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Night; Railroads; Work; Workers; Bedtime; Railways; Trains | ||||||||
GIRDERS of iron; bridges wrought of steel, Fashioned by Titans labouring in night, Naked against a sullen glow of light From furnaces wherein the hot floods reel Flame-drunken; toil-engirdled men that feel The pulse of elemental world-ways; might And power; blind forces without sense of sight In depths and shadows which the hills conceal. These were as far-off visions in a dream; Silence, that knows no speech, was utter lord; 'Earth is asleep, asleep her toiling men, Naught wakes,' I said. There broke a sudden gleam And, out of darkness, thunderous there roared The onrushpassedand all was night again. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...ABOARD! ABOARD! by DONALD JUSTICE 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 |
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