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Allan's Poem of the Week: "Thunderwheels"


See it loom before us,

this wheeled behemoth

omnipresent on our roads

and in our cities,

rotating on its mount,

charging forward, then

idling, like a bull,

pouring itself

into new life.

I speak, of course,

of the redi-mix

concrete truck.

A pump can be

attached to it,

like the snorkel of

a fire-truck, and

seen sending its fluid rock

to the top of any skyscraper.

Watch it weave its way

among crowds,

back-squeeze its hulk

through forbidding slots,

pound through

the countryside

like the pony express

to dispense its

short-life payload,

eagerly awaited-

the dandy driver and

worker reunion.


From Allan Cox's collection, "Light Log on the Fire."

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