A power-house 
in the shape of 
a red brick chair 
90 feet high 
 
on the seat of which 
sit the figures 
of two metal 
stacks--aluminum-- 
 
commanding an area 
of squalid shacks 
side by side-- 
from one of which 
 
buff smoke 
streams while under 
a grey sky 
the other remains 
 
passive today--
William Carlos Williams
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