One night we walked Beginning by the river Where the foundry lights, the COCA-COLA, the ADMIRAL Spilled over the water like discarded dreams..

Holmberg, Elinor

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One night we walked Beginning by the river Where the foundry lights, the COCA-COLA, the ADMIRAL Spilled over the water like discarded dreams...</p

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Iowa Winter Her arms stood stark and naked, Dark dancing skeletons, In the bitter wind. Her hair lay brown and brittle, Lifeless strands on her mud face, In the bitter wind. No more! Arms are waltzing ghosts, Her mud face lies hidden Beneath a veil of powdery white In the bitter wind. —Dan Wise, Sci. Jr. A Night in New York One night we walked Beginning by the river Where the foundry lights, the COCA-COLA, the AD-MIRAL Spilled over the water like discarded dreams. Across the Drive and up the street . . . [ 2 6 ] Winter, 1955 27 Along the smoothness of the Avenue The precision of platinum on velvet Trim, spaced elms and trim, spaced doormen The hum of thin, late traffic by the Park. Passing the housedogs on leashes On their last trip round the block Over a sidewalk still warm with old sun, Pulling unsmiling girls. Steamy, soft like a young child's breath The night drew us on . . . By the Bongo drums, the Congo drums At the top of a long set of stairs The girl-like voice lifted above them Half in the red light, half gone. "Para los angelitos . . ." Fragmented lullabies from darkened doorways Idleness grouped about garbage cans By faces that stared or smiled, then faded. Down to the river again. A night in New York When we walked And the lights spilled over East River Like forgotten and discarded dreams. —Elinor Holmberg, Sci. Sr. 

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