Poem - "Pods" by Carl Sandburg

"Pods" 
by Carl Sandburg


PEA pods cling to stems.


Neponset, the village,

Clings to the Burlington railway main line.

Terrible midnight limiteds roar through

Hauling sleepers to the Rockies and Sierras.

The earth is slightly shaken

And Neponset trembles slightly in its sleep.