I'm taking a guess here Max: would it be Karl Shapiro? 1940s?
2008/6/21 Max Richards <[log in to unmask]>:
> Sydney Bridge
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> Though I see you, O rainbow of iron and rivetted lace
> As a dancer who leaps to the music of music and light,
> And poised on the pin of the moment of marvelous grace
> Holds her breath in the downfall and curve of her motionless flight;
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> Though you walk like a queen with the stays of your womanly steel
> And the pearls of your bodice are heavy with sensual pride,
> And the million come under your notice and graciously kneel,
> As the navies of nations come slowly to moor at your side;
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> Yet your pace is the pace of a man's, and your arms are outspread
> In a trick of endurance to charm the demand of the bays,
> And your tendons are common - the cables are coarse on your head,
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> You are marxist and sweaty! You grin for the labor of days;
> And O sphinx of our harbor of beauty, your banner is red
> And outflung at the end of the world like a silvery phrase!
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> - you are invited to nominate an author and a likely date for this poem...
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David Bircumshaw
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