BY day ... tireless smokestacks ... hungry smoky shanties hanging to the slopes ... crooning: We get by, that's all.
By night ... all lit up ... fire-gold bars, fire-gold flues ... and the shanties shaking in clumsy shadows ... almost the hills shaking ... all crooning: By God, we're going to find out or know why.
Five Towns On The B. & O.
Carl Sandburg
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Poem topics: god, night, hungry, Valentine's Day, fire, gold, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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