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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MACHINERY, by PAUL ZECH First Line: Teeth of hard steel gleam regnant from the whirled Last Line: Stare inward, fixed in stricken, strange surprise. Subject(s): Machinery And Machinists | |||
Teeth of hard steel gleam regnant from the whirled tangle of wheels. The mills turn round and round, pouring in cloudbursts on the brick-paved ground splinters of copper, crisply clipped and curled. Their glacial coolness huge converters shed on men whose naked flesh glitters with oil; combs whir, knives flash, and coil on monstrous coil drops from bright shears to which this mass is fed. Clenched fists, now here, now there, a sudden curse, the foreman's whistle, and the stench grows worse from muscles licked by flames that threaten death! The bearded faces redden in a breath, and suddenly: like polished glass, sharp eyes stare inward, fixed in stricken, strange surprise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BRUTE by WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY MUSHROOM CITY by FREDERIC SAUSER THE STEAM THRESHING-MACHINE by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER THE STEAM THRESHING-MACHINE (CONTINUED) by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER POWER SHOVEL by ROWENA BASTIN BENNETT POEMS OF THE MACHINE AGE by MACKNIGHT BLACK THREE DIMENSIONS by JOSE CRAVEIRINHA ENGINE by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT TO THE FAIR CLARINDA, WHO MADE LOVE TO ME by APHRA BEHN |
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