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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OBSTETRICS OF A BUILDING, by ROGER L. WARING
First Line: At last this infant building has a life
Last Line: So I who am alone am not alone.
Subject(s): Buildings & Builders
First Line: At last this infant building has a life
Last Line: So I who am alone am not alone.
Subject(s): Buildings & Builders
At last this infant building has a life.
No furniture nor drapes are in its rooms.
No footfall but my own. Conceived in strife,
And born amid the noisy creak of booms,
The raucous call of men, the rasp of saws,
The crack of hammers, now it lies at length
Delivered and deserted; given pause
To catch its breath and feel the dawn of strength.
I press my cheek against a room and hear
Steam gurgling and a radiator's shush,
Silence, an air compressor's hum of cheer,
A louvre's click, a pump's deep cry, a hush --
A pulse runs through this pile of steel and stone,
So I who am alone am not alone.
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