A Teamster’s Farewell

March 25th, 2006 by Jessamyn West


Good-by now to the streets and the clash of wheels and
locking hubs,
The sun coming on the brass buckles and harness knobs.
The muscles of the horses sliding under their heavy
haunches,
Good-by now to the traffic policeman and his whistle,
The smash of the iron hoof on the stones,
All the crazy wonderful slamming roar of the street–
O God, there’s noises I’m going to be hungry for.
- Carl Sandburg

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One Response to “A Teamster’s Farewell”

  1. Suzi Wackerbarth Says:

    J,

    what a great poem to sum up the end of the conference.

    SW

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