The Sheaves A Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson www.poetrynook.com Where long the shadows of the wind had rolled, Green wheat was yielding to the change assigned; And as by some vast magic undivined The world was turning slowly into gold. Like nothing that was ever bought or sold It waited there, the body and the mind; And with a mighty meaning of a kind That tells the more the more it is not told. So in a land where all days are not fair, Fair days went on till on another day A thousand golden sheaves were lying there, Shining and still, but not for long to stay— As if a thousand girls with golden hair Might rise from where they slept and go away. farmingseasonschangemelancholy
The linear city The linear city was an urban plan for an elongated urban formation. The city would consist of a series of functionally specialized parallel sectors. As the city expanded, additional sectors would be added to the end of each band, so that the city would become ever longer, without growing wider. Wikipedia en.wikipedia.org Snowpiercer109. Long Thin HouseIdeas for linear cities urbanismcities