Factory Windows Are Always Broken Poem by Vachel Lindsay

Factory Windows Are Always Broken

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Factory windows are always broken.
Somebody's always throwing bricks,
Somebody's always heaving cinders,
Playing ugly Yahoo tricks.

Factory windows are always broken.
Other windows are let alone.
No one throws through the chapel-window
The bitter, snarling, derisive stone.

Factory windows are always broken.
Something or other is going wrong.
Something is rotten--I think, in Denmark.
End of factory-window song.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 27 September 2017

Such an interesting write.....

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Kumarmani Mahakul 27 September 2017

Insightful depiction. aBeautiful poem.

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Ann Sanfedele 05 July 2021

The last line should read 'End of the factory workers song.' (I make lots of typos so I can see how you missed it, but the last verse is one I've quoted for over 60 years so I pretty much know it cold.

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Edward Kofi Louis 27 September 2017

Windows! ! Broken. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kamiel Choi 27 September 2017

This is a strange poem about how revolutionary violence is always directed at the factory and not at the church. Historically this is nonsense of course. The reference to Shakespeare doesn't illuminate much either, the bold cursive of the song announcing its own ending is an interesting find. Who sings the factory window song?

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Anita Aparajita Das 27 September 2017

A different kind of poem, few can really understand. I belong to that kind.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 27 September 2017

Insightful depiction. Beautiful poem.

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Vachel Lindsay

Vachel Lindsay

Springfield, Illinois
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