RINGS of iron gray smoke; a woman’s steel face . looking . looking.
Funnels of an ocean liner negotiating a fog night; pouring a taffy mass down the wind; layers of soot on the top deck; a taffrail . and a woman’s steel face . looking . looking.
Cliffs challenge humped; sudden arcs form on a gull’s wing in the storm’s vortex; miles of white horses plow through a stony beach; stars, clear sky, and everywhere free climbers calling; and a woman’s steel face . looking . looking .
(Carl Sandburg)
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