Roebling Poems - Poems about Roebling

...Time. Time, it has been proposed, is the fourth dimension. And yet, for mortal man, time has no dimension at all. We are like horses with blinders, seeing only what lies before us. Fo......

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...ONLY TWENTY YEARS Who can know the future of twenty years And discount the dim offerings of Gateshead? What 12 year old can imagine The emptiness of prairies in Montana Or smell from fif......

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...LEAVING CINCINNATI Rumbling south over 1000 feet to freedom : The Roebling bridge, and below, Its Stars and Stripes hanging limp in the wind, A tugboat slowly pushing Sixteen blue-bl......

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