Luyện nghe bài hát Ironbound

In the section near Avenue L
where the women come to see what you sell
the clouds so low the morning so
as the cut through the sky

The beams and bridges cut the light on the
into little triangles and the run round
the rust and the heat
the light and coffee color of her skin

Bound up in wire and
her walk him up to the gate
in front of the ironbound yard.

Kids grow like weeds on a fence
She says they look for the they try to make sense.
They up through the cracks
grass on the tracks
She him goodbye.

Steps off the curb and into the
the blood and feathers near her
the ironbound market

In the ironbound section near L
the Portuguese women come to see what you sell
the clouds so low the so slow
as the wires cut the sky

She at the stall
fingers the
opens her
feels a
away from the ironbound

"Fancy poulty sold here.
and thighs and hearts.
Backs are and wings are nearly free.
free"