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OUTER DRIVE AT NIGHT (CHICAGO), by                    
First Line: The waves dash at the piled stones in frenzy
Last Line: I would drink deeply of this night.
Subject(s): Chicago; Night; Bedtime


The waves dash at the piled stones in frenzy.
They cannot reach us:
They fall back, broken,
Bleeding in jets of sullen foam.
The sound of their anger follows:
The tires sing an overtone
On the pavement black and wet.
The night is fresh and sweet with rain.
The blossoms of the lights come out
To be washed free of dust.

We ride toward shining towers
And blinking clusters of lights,
Toward flowers and music and laughter
Within thick walls.

But I shall go in with the rain on my face,
I shall hear the waves plunging, all evening long.
Please linger here, a little.
I would drink deeply of this night.





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