Poem by Lola Ridge (1873-1941)
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An Old Workman
Warped... gland-dry...
With spine askew
And body shrunken into half its space...
Well-used as some cracked paving-stone...
Bearing on his grimed and pitted front
A stamp... as of innumerable feet.
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Written on 2023-06-12 at 01:39
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