The Dream Poem by Lola Ridge

But the day is an up-turned cup and its sun a junk of red iron... - I just adore that line.

it is all describung the industrial world that we live in and the corupted people by opium and how do they were efective in corupting everything even the water which turn green and so it is admirable i like it

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I never like it when the air is ruined!

Whenever I visit Sydney from Brisbane [rarely] I see beauty. Not in the pollution or people but the harbor and the beaches. Sounds like you need a holiday.

The ideal should inform the attainable....... compromise and pragmagism ...otherwise greed destroys life....... education and culture could hone the ability to observe, appreciate, and comment on social vice can lead to change except in times like ours with an unethical, greedy, lazy, complacent and blind congress!

Beautiful poem. Love the imagery. Industrial pollution shows its ugliness everywhere.