The Express, written by Stephen Spender is a poem that describes and glorifies the movement of an express train.

The majesty of the train is revealed by comparing it with a queen. The poet goes even to the extent of saying that no bird song, no bough breaking with honey buds can ever equal the majesty of the train. The poem stands in sheer contrast to the romantic stream of poetry that glorifies nature. Stephen Spender wrote at a time when science was developing at a fast pace. Industrialization had brought unprecedented development and comfort in the lives of people. The poet observes that sometimes man is dwarfed by his own inventions. These inventions often outlast himself.

The Express, written by Stephen Spender is a poem that describes and glorifies the movement of an express train. The majesty of the train is revealed by comparing it with a queen. The poet even says that natural beauty of birdsongs and flower boughs are nothing when compared to the majesty of the train. The poem stands in sheer contrast to the romantic poetry that glorifies nature. Stephen Spender wrote at a time when science was developing fast. Industrialisation had brought great development and comfort in the lives of people. The poet observes that sometimes man is dwarfed by his own inventions. These inventions live longer than man himself.