Carl Sandburg
SUBWAY
Down between the walls of shadow
Where the iron laws insist,
The hunger voices mock.
The worn wayfaring men
With the hunched and humble shoulders,
Throw their laughter into toil.
Carl Sandburg (January 6, 1878 – July 22, 1967)
Posted by bennythomas on January 13, 2012 at 2:26 pm
Is that descent into the night ?
On the thundering hooves
Of iron monsters upholstered
with people like you and me,
-Vacant our gaze barely
Glancing, we bob along.
The belly of the beast spews
Out the remains of a day
And the pavements skewed
with neon lights smell stench
Of nightfall.
benny
By the way I wrote this in one sitting flat! Hope you like this. Have a great weekend, Dagny.
Posted by Madame Vauquer on January 13, 2012 at 3:13 pm
Cool. I love it, Benny.
Posted by Fredr on February 23, 2012 at 8:45 pm
Dagny,
Nice blog. You should post more often (not that you have anything else to do).
I like Sandburg. I listed “Fog” myself, along with TS Eliot’s fog and cat poem.
I listed your blog on mine.
Posted by Madame Vauquer on February 23, 2012 at 9:37 pm
Thanks, Fred. I see from your blog that you like The Rubaiyat, too. We seem to have similar taste in poetry.
Posted by bennythomas on March 16, 2012 at 2:00 pm
Dagny, re.your ‘like’ on pen portraits- Ouida, I went to project Gutenberg library after my piece for Under Two flags. I noted with pleasure you also proof read it. You must be really busy. Have a nice week end.