ITS a lean car
a long-legged dog of a car
a gray-ghost eagle car.
The feet of it eat the dirt of a road
the wings of it eat the hills.
Danny the driver dreams of it when he sees women in red skirts and red sox in his sleep.
It is in Dannys life and runs in the blood of him
a lean gray-ghost car.
Portrait of a Motor Car
written byCarl Sandburg
© Carl Sandburg