<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448081" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Faces</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A late snow beats<br>With cold white fists upon the tenements - <br>Hurriedly drawing blinds and shutters,<br>Like tall old slatterns<br>Pulling aprons about their heads.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lights slanting out of Mott Street<br>Gibber out,<br>Or dribble through bar-room slits,<br>Anonymous shapes<br>Conniving behind shuttered panes<br>Caper and disappear…<br>Where the Bowery<br>Is throbbing like a fistula<br>Back of her ice-scabbed fronts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Livid faces<br>Glimmer in furtive doorways,<br>Or spill out of the black pockets of alleys,<br>Smears of faces like muddied beads,<br>Making a ghastly rosary<br>The night mumbles over<br>And the snow with its devilish and silken whisper…<br>Patrolling arcs<br>Blowing shrill blasts over the Bread Line<br>Stalk them as they pass,<br>Silent as though accouched of the darkness,<br>And the wind noses among them,<br>Like a skunk<br>That roots about the heart…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Colder:<br>And the Elevated slams upon the silence<br>Like a ponderous door.<br>Then all is still again,<br>Save for the wind fumbling over<br>The emptily swaying faces - <br>The wind rummaging<br>Like an old Jew…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Faces in glimmering rows…<br>(No sign of the abject life - <br>Not even a blasphemy…)<br>But the spindle legs keep time<br>To a limping rhythm,<br>And the shadows twitch upon the snow<br>Convulsively - <br>As though death played<br>With some ungainly dolls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lola+Ridge">Lola Ridge</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=448081" data-title="Faces de Lola Ridge" data-description="A late snow beats With cold white fists upon the tenements - Hurriedly drawing blinds and shutters, Like tall old slatterns Pulling aprons about their heads. Lights slanting out of Mott Street Gibber out, Or dribble through bar-room slits, Anony..."></div> </div> </div>

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