"In the cragged pool
The river-smithy
Goes on labouring all night.
River-goblins
Toil the bellows, in the underglow.
Sledge-hammers of big water, rock anvils
Pound in the den of glooms.
With fling of glare metals and shadow-struggle.
Under the corrugated roof
Bulging and flashing mares
Slam down their heels, and are held.
Electrical stallions
Surge and, with oaths, are quieted."
Hughes
The river-smithy
Goes on labouring all night.
River-goblins
Toil the bellows, in the underglow.
Sledge-hammers of big water, rock anvils
Pound in the den of glooms.
With fling of glare metals and shadow-struggle.
Under the corrugated roof
Bulging and flashing mares
Slam down their heels, and are held.
Electrical stallions
Surge and, with oaths, are quieted."
Hughes
"Each is another and no other:
crossing and vanishing
through their empty names:
water, stone, wind."
Paz