<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532646" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Rhyme About an Electrical Advertising Sign</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I look on the specious electrical light <br>Blatant, mechanical, crawling and white, <br>Wickedly red or malignantly green <br>Like the beads of a young Senegambian queen. <br>Showing, while millions of souls hurry on, <br>The virtues of collars, from sunset till dawn, <br>By dart or by tumble of whirl within whirl, <br>Starting new fads for the shame-weary girl, <br>By maggotry motions in sickening line <br>Proclaiming a hat or a soup or a wine, <br>While there far above the steep cliffs of the street</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stars sing a message elusive and sweet. <br>Now man cannot rest in his pleasure and toil <br>His clumsy contraptions of coil upon coil <br>Till the thing he invents, in its use and its range, <br>Leads on to the marvelous CHANGE BEYOND CHANGE <br>Some day this old Broadway shall climb to the skies, <br>As a ribbon of cloud on a soul-wind shall rise. <br>And we shall be lifted, rejoicing by night, <br>Till we join with the planets who choir their delight. <br>The signs in the street and the signs in the skies <br>Shall make me a Zodiac, guiding and wise, <br>And Broadway make one with that marvelous stair <br>That is climbed by the rainbow-clad spirits of prayer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</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=532646" data-title="A Rhyme About an Electrical Advertising Sign de Vachel Lindsay" data-description="I look on the specious electrical light Blatant, mechanical, crawling and white, Wickedly red or malignantly green Like the beads of a young Senegambian queen. Showing, while millions of souls hurry on, The virtues of collars, from sunset til..."></div> </div> </div>

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