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Chinese Nightingaleby Vachel Lindsay A Song in Chinese Tapestries “How, how,” he said. “Friend Chang,” I said,“San Francisco sleeps as the dead—Ended license, lust and play:Why do you iron the night away?Your big clock speaks with a deadly sound,With a tick and a wail till dawn comes round. While the monster shadows glower and creep,WhatContinue reading “The Chinese Nightingale :Vachel Lindsay : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”