<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366854" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Journey Of A Poem Compared To All The Sad Variety Of Travel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A poem moves forward,<br>Like the passages and percussions of trains in progress<br>A pattern of recurrence, a hammer of repetetiveoccurrence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a slow less and less heard<br>low thunder under all passengers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Steel sounds tripping and tripled and<br>Grinding, revolving, gripping, turning, and returning <br>as the flung carpet of the wide countryside spreads out on <br>each side in billows</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And in isolation, rolled out, white house, red barn, squat silo,<br>Pasture, hill, meadow and woodland pasture<br>And the striped poles step fast past the train windows<br>Second after second takes snapshots, clicking,<br>Into the dangled boxes of glinting windows<br>Snapshots and selections, rejections, at angles, of shadows<br>A small town: a shop's sign - GARAGE, and then white gates<br>Where waiting cars wait with the unrest of trembling<br>Breathing hard and idling, until the slow~descent<br>Of the red cones of sunset: a dead march: a slow tread and heavy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of the slowed horses of Apollo<br>- Until the slowed horses of Apollo go over the horizon <br>And all things are parked, slowly or willingly, <br>into the customary or at random places.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Delmore+Schwartz">Delmore Schwartz</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366854" data-title="The Journey Of A Poem Compared To All The Sad Variety Of Travel de Delmore Schwartz" data-description="A poem moves forward, Like the passages and percussions of trains in progress A pattern of recurrence, a hammer of repetetiveoccurrence a slow less and less heard low thunder under all passengers Steel sounds tripping and tripled and Grinding, r..."></div> </div> </div>

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