Classic and Contemporary Poetry
POEM FOR TOMORROW, by CLARK MILLS First Line: Now is the time for labor Last Line: And cold sleeping. Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Work; Workers | ||||||||
Now is the time for labor under the sun. Stranger and friendly neighbor should rise as one, breathe March air, swiftly harness wagon to team go forth, waken a furnace, use live steam. Each will speak to the other because he must. All shall put arms together and from this dust lift smokestacks, mine lead ore, web tracks through day, bridge a wide stream, and more, but not your way -- you cannot drive them longer, sowing and reaping the blackened bread of their hunger and cold sleeping. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER WORKING SIXTY HOURS AGAIN FOR WHAT REASON by HICOK. BOB DAY JOB AND NIGHT JOB by ANDREW HUDGINS BIXBY'S LANDING by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS IN CALIFORNIA: MORNING, EVENING, LATE JANUARY by DENISE LEVERTOV |
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