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SMOKE of the fields in spring is one	A
Smoke of the leaves in autumn another	B
Smoke of a steel mill roof or a battleship funnel	C
They all go up in a line with a smokestack	D
Or they twist in the slow twist of the wind	E
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If the north wind comes they run to the south	F
If the west wind comes they run to the east	G
By this sign	H
all smokes	I
know each other	B
Smoke of the fields in spring and leaves in autumn	J
Smoke of the finished steel chilled and blue	K
By the oath of work they swear 'I know you '	-
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Hunted and hissed from the center	B
Deep down long ago when God made us over	B
Deep down are the cinders we came from	J
You and I and our heads of smoke	L
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Some of the smokes God dropped on the job	M
Cross on the sky and count our years	N
And sing in the secrets of our numbers	O
Sing their dawns and sing their evenings	P
Sing an old log fire song	Q
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You may put the damper up	R
You may put the damper down	S
The smoke goes up the chimney just the same	T
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Smoke of a city sunset skyline	H
Smoke of a country dusk horizon	A
They cross on the sky and count our years	N
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Smoke of a brick red dust	U
Winds on a spiral	C
Out of the stacks	V
For a hidden and glimpsing moon	W
This said the bar iron shed to the blooming mill	X
This is the slang of coal and steel	Y
The day gang hands it to the night gang	Z
The night gang hands it back	D
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Stammer at the slang of this	A2
Let us understand half of it	B2
In the rolling mills and sheet mills	C2
In the harr and boom of the blast fires	O
The smoke changes its shadow	D2
And men change their shadow	D2
A a wop a bohunk changes	E2
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A bar of steel it is only	F2
Smoke at the heart of it smoke and the blood of a man	G2
A runner of fire ran in it ran out ran somewhere else	H2
And left smoke and the blood of a man	G2
And the finished steel chilled and blue	K
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So fire runs in runs out runs somewhere else again	I2
And the bar of steel is a gun a wheel a nail a shovel	C
A rudder under the sea a steering gear in the sky	J2
And always dark in the heart and through it	B2
Smoke and the blood of a man	G2
Pittsburg Youngstown Gary they make their steel with men	I2
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In the blood of men and the ink of chimneys	K2
The smoke nights write their oaths	L2
Smoke into steel and blood into steel	Y
Homestead Braddock Birmingham they make their steel with men	I2
Smoke and blood is the mix of steel	Y
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The birdmen drone	M2
in the blue it is steel	Y
a motor sings and zooms	N2
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Steel barb wire around The Works	O2
Steel guns in the holsters of the guards at the gates of The Works	O2
Steel ore boats bring the loads clawed from the earth by steel lifted and lugged by arms of steel sung on its way by the	P2
clanking clam shells	Q2
The runners now the handlers now are steel they dig and clutch and haul they hoist their automatic knuckles from job to	K
job they are steel making steel	Y
Fire and dust and air fight in the furnaces the pour is timed the billets wriggle the clinkers are dumped	R2
Liners on the sea skyscrapers on the land diving steel in the sea climbing steel in the sky	J2
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Finders in the dark you Steve with a dinner bucket you Steve clumping in the dusk on the sidewalks with an evening paper	B
for the woman and kids you Steve with your head wondering where we all end up	R
Finders in the dark Steve I hook my arm in cinder sleeves we go down the street together it is all the same to us you	K
Steve and the rest of us end on the same stars we all wear a hat in hell together in hell or heaven	A
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Smoke nights now Steve	S2
Smoke smoke lost in the sieves of yesterday	T2
Dumped again to the scoops and hooks today	T2
Smoke like the clocks and whistles always	U2
Smoke nights now	V2
To morrow something else	H2
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Luck moons come and go	D2
Five men swim in a pot of red steel	Y
Their bones are kneaded into the bread of steel	Y
Their bones are knocked into coils and anvils	H2
And the sucking plungers of sea fighting turbines	H2
Look for them in the woven frame of a wireless station	A
So ghosts hide in steel like heavy armed men in mirrors	H2
Peepers skulkers they shadow dance in laughing tombs	H2
They are always there and they never answer	B
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One of them said 'I like my job the company is good to me America is a wonderful country '	-
One 'Jesus my bones ache the company is a liar this is a free country like hell '	-
One 'I got a girl a peach we save up and go on a farm and raise pigs and be the boss ourselves '	-
And the others were roughneck singers a long ways from home	W2
Look for them back of a steel vault door	X2
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They laugh at the cost	Y2
They lift the birdmen into the blue	K
It is steel a motor sings and zooms	H2
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In the subway plugs and drums	H2
In the slow hydraulic drills in gumbo or gravel	C
Under dynamo shafts in the webs of armature spiders	H2
They shadow dance and laugh at the cost	Y2
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The ovens light a red dome	W2
Spools of fire wind and wind	E
Quadrangles of crimson sputter	B
The lashes of dying maroon let down	S
Fire and wind wash out the slag	Z2
Forever the slag gets washed in fire and wind	E
The anthem learned by the steel is	H2
Do this or go hungry	F2
Look for our rust on a plow	V2
Listen to us in a threshing engine razz	H2
Look at our job in the running wagon wheat	A3
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Fire and wind wash at the slag	Z2
Box cars clocks steam shovels churns pistons boilers scissors	H2
Oh the sleeping slag from the mountains the slag heavy pig iron will go down many roads	H2
Men will stab and shoot with it and make butter and tunnel rivers and mow hay in swaths and slit hogs and skin beeves and	B3
steer airplanes across North America Europe Asia round the world	C3
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Hacked from a hard rock country broken and baked in mills and smelters the rusty dust waits	H2
Till the clean hard weave of its atoms cripples and blunts the drills chewing a hole in it	B2
The steel of its plinths and flanges is reckoned O God in one millionth of an inch	D3
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Once when I saw the curves of fire the rough scarf women dancing	E3
Dancing out of the flues and smoke stacks flying hair of fire flying feet upside down	S
Buckets and baskets of fire exploding and chortling fire running wild out of the steady and fastened ovens	H2
Sparks cracking a harr harr huff from a solar plexus of rock ribs of the earth taking a laugh for themselves	H2
Ears and noses of fire gibbering gorilla arms of fire gold mud pies gold bird wings red jackets riding purple mules	H2
scarlet autocrats tumbling from the humps of camels assassinated czars straddling vermillion balloons	H2
I saw then the fires flash one by one good by then smoke smoke	L
And in the screens the great sisters of night and cool stars sitting women arranging their hair	F3
Waiting in the sky waiting with slow easy eyes waiting and half murmuring	E3
'Since you know all	G3
and I know nothing	E3
tell me what I dreamed last night '	-
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Pearl cobwebs in the windy rain	H3
in only a flicker of wind	E
are caught and lost and never known again	I2
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A pool of moonshine comes and waits	H2
but never waits long the wind picks up	R
loose gold like this and is gone	I3
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A bar of steel sleeps and looks slant eyed	J3
on the pearl cobwebs the pools of moonshine	H
sleeps slant eyed a million years	H2
sleeps with a coat of rust a vest of moths	H2
a shirt of gathering sod and loam	W2
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The wind never bothers a bar of steel	Y
The wind picks only pearl cobwebs pools of moonshine	H

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