Author Jean Toomer A cow-hoof imprint pressed against the under-asphalt of Fifth Avenue, sustains it the osseous teat of an inverted cow spurts s k y s c r a p e r s against a cloud racing to dusk, and it sprays in num er ab le blunt peaks against the milky-way. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments