Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A STORY OF KUZNETSKSTROI AND ITS BUILDERS, by VLADIMIR VLADIMIROVICH MAYAKOVSKY


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First Line: The clouds go roving
Last Line: As these before my eyes.
Alternate Author Name(s): Mayacovsky, Vladimir Vladimirovich


1,000,000 wagons of building material will be delivered
here. A giant steel mill, colossal collieries and a city for
hundreds of thousands will be set up in five years' time . . .
(Conversation)

The clouds are roving
through the sky.
The drizzle
grips the heart.
In cramping damp
the workers lie
beneath an ancient cart.
Though all is soaked
both near and far
they whisper,
anyhow,
"There'll be
a garden-city here
in just four years
from now."
Rope-thick
the rain
lays on like whips.
The leaden-night's like ink.
With mud
the workers' clothing drips.
The splinter-torches
blink.
Their lips
turn blue as plums with chill,
but whispers every voice:
"That garden-city will be --
will!
No doubt about it, boys!"
The sodden ground
steams like hot stew;
poor comfort
in the wet.
In semi-dark
the workers chew
the bread-like stuff
they get.
Yet still
their whisper one can hear
though loud
the raindrops fall --
"There'll be a garden-city here
with lights,
and flowers,
and all.
The burst and boom of dynamite
will shoo away
the bear,
with monster-mines
in quest of coal
the bowels of earth
will tear.
Pitch high the walls of factories!
Let whistles wheeze with steam!
With hundred-sun-power furnaces
Siberia will gleam.
We'll live in handsome houses
all,
unrationed bread
we'll eat
and far beyond
the old Baikal
the sacred taiga'll retreat."
The workers'
whisper
grew and grew
above the rain-cloud herds,
and GARDEN-CITY
were the two
most clear and frequent words.
That garden
shall be blooming,
that city must
arise
when Soviet Russia
has much men
as these before my eyes.





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