Poems about freight (31 Poems)
The Twelve-Forty-Five (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For Edward J. Wheeler) Within the Jersey City shed The engine coughs and shakes its head, The smoke, a plume of red and white, Waves madly in the face of night. And now the grave incurious stars Gleam on the … Continue reading
The Mary Gloster (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I’ve paid for your sickest fancies; I’ve humoured your crackedest whim – Dick, it’s your daddy, dying; you’ve got to listen to him! Good for a fortnight, am I? The doctor told you? He lied. I shall go under by … Continue reading
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual air begot: Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot, While yet our England was a wolfish den; Before our … Continue reading
The House In The Woods (Randall Jarrell Poem)
At the back of the houses there is the wood. While there is a leaf of summer left, the wood Makes sounds I can put somewhere in my song, Has paths I can walk, when I wake, to good Or … Continue reading
The Lost Pyx: A Mediaeval Legend (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Some say the spot is banned; that the pillar Cross-and-Hand Attests to a deed of hell; But of else than of bale is the mystic tale That ancient Vale-folk tell. Ere Cernel’s Abbey ceased hereabout there dwelt a priest, (In … Continue reading
from imperfect Eden (Rg Gregory Poem)
(1) and off to scott’s (the dockers’ restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned in hellespont) this place for me was rich in its own fables i’ll be the lover sunk if that enables … Continue reading
Manteau Three (Jorie Graham Poem)
In the fairy tale the sky makes of itself a coat because it needs you to put it on. How can it do this? It collects its motes. It condenses its sound- track, all the pyrric escapes, the pilgrimages still … Continue reading
Prayer (Jorie Graham Poem)
Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the way to create current, making of their unison (turning, re- infolding, entering and exiting their own unison in unison) making of … Continue reading
The Roar of the Engine (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The night of the hurricane no end to the shaking The house on the bluff exposed to the wind The roar of the engine the freight train overhead In the hurricane’s fury in a place up high Above the shoreline … Continue reading
Like a Freight Train (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like a steam engine, a freight train roaring on ethereal tracks in the heavens the presence of God, the Spirit over the house where they were gathered A cloud of flames, descending on each one falling, onto, into, each one … Continue reading