Hope Is A Tattered Flag (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Hope is a tattered flag and a dream of time.Hope is a heartspun word, the rainbow, the shadblow in whiteThe ...
Hope is a tattered flag and a dream of time.Hope is a heartspun word, the rainbow, the shadblow in whiteThe ...
LET the crows go by hawking their caw and caw. They have been swimming in midnights of coal mines somewhere. ...
SLEEP is a maker of makers. Birds sleep. Feet cling to a perch. Look at the balance. Let the legs ...
IF you never came with a pigeon rainbow purple Shining in the six o'clock September dusk: If the red sumach ...
YES, the Dead speak to us. This town belongs to the Dead, to the Dead and to the Wilderness. Back ...
WHEN the sea is everywhere from horizon to horizon .. when the salt and blue fill a circle of horizons ...
ALL the policemen, saloonkeepers and efficiency experts in Toledo knew Bern Dailey; secretary ten years when Whitlock was mayor. Pickpockets, ...
CHATTER of birds two by two raises a night song joining a litany of running water-sheer waters showing the russet ...
IF we were such and so, the same as these, maybe we too would be slingers and sliders, tumbling half ...
A LONE gray bird, Dim-dipping, far-flying, Alone in the shadows and grandeurs and tumults Of night and the sea And ...
TWO fishes swimming in the sea, Two birds flying in the air, Two chisels on an anvil-maybe. Beaten, hammered, laughing ...
I TOOK away three pictures. One was a white gull forming a half-mile arch from the pines toward Waukegan. One ...
ALL I can give you is broken-face gargoyles. It is too early to sing and dance at funerals, Though I ...
IT'S going to come out all right-do you know? The sun, the birds, the grass-they know. They get along-and we'll ...
GOLD of a ripe oat straw, gold of a southwest moon, Canada thistle blue and flimmering larkspur blue, Tomatoes shining ...
I HAVE lived in many half-worlds myself . and so I know you. I leaned at a deck rail watching ...
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