And So To-Day (Carl Sandburg Poems)
And so to-day--they lay him away-- the boy nobody knows the name of-- the buck private--the unknown soldier-- the doughboy ...
Carl Sandburg Poems on Man (114 Poems)
To A Contemporary (Carl Sandburg Poems)
You come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you ...
California City Landscape (Carl Sandburg Poems)
On a mountain-side the real estate agents Put up signs marking the city lots to be sold there. A man ...
The People, Yes (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Lincoln?He was a mystery in smoke and flagsSaying yes to the smoke, yes to the flags,Yes to the paradoxes of ...
Love Beyond Keeping (Carl Sandburg Poems)
She had a boxwith a million red bandanas for him.She gave them to himone by one or by thousands,saying then ...
Upstream (Carl Sandburg Poems)
The strong men keep coming on. They go down shot, hanged, sick, broken. They live on, fighting, singing, lucky as ...
Style (Carl Sandburg Poems)
STYLE--go ahead talking about style. You can tell where a man gets his style just as you can tell where ...
Washerwoman (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE WASHERWOMAN is a member of the Salvation Army. And over the tub of suds rubbing underwear clean She sings ...
Summer Stars (Carl Sandburg Poems)
BEND low again, night of summer stars. So near you are, sky of summer stars, So near, a long arm ...
Young Sea (Carl Sandburg Poems)
The sea is never still. It pounds on the shore Restless as a young heart, Hunting. The sea speaks And ...
Tangibles (Carl Sandburg Poems)
(Washington, August, 1918)I HAVE seen this city in the day and the sun. I have seen this city in the ...
The Four Brothers (Carl Sandburg Poems)
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
The Liars (Carl Sandburg Poems)
(March, 1919)A LIAR goes in fine clothes. A liar goes in rags. A liar is a liar, clothes or no ...
The Red Son (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I LOVE your faces I saw the many years I drank your milk and filled my mouth With your home ...
The Sea Hold (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE SEA is large. The sea hold on a leg of land in the Chesapeake hugs an early sunset and ...
The Sins of Kalamazoo (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE SINS of Kalamazoo are neither scarlet nor crimson. The sins of Kalamazoo are a convict gray, a dishwater drab. ...
The Walking Man of Rodin (Carl Sandburg Poems)
LEGS hold a torso away from the earth. And a regular high poem of legs is here. Powers of bone ...
Thin Strips (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IN a jeweler's shop I saw a man beating out thin sheets of gold. I heard a woman laugh many ...
Three Pieces on the Smoke of Autumn (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SMOKE of autumn is on it all. The streamers loosen and travel. The red west is stopped with a gray ...
Silver Nails (Carl Sandburg Poems)
A MAN was crucified. He came to the city a stranger, was accused, and nailed to a cross. He lingered ...
Threes (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I WAS a boy when I heard three red words a thousand Frenchmen died in the streets for: Liberty, Equality, ...
Smoke (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I SIT in a chair and read the newspapers. Millions of men go to war, acres of them are buried, ...
To a Contemporary Bunkshooter (Carl Sandburg Poems)
YOU come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you get that stuff? What ...
Smoke and Steel (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
To Beachey, 1912 (Carl Sandburg Poems)
RIDING against the east, A veering, steady shadow Purrs the motor-call Of the man-bird Ready with the death-laughter In his ...
Soiled Dove (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Let us be honest; the lady was not a harlot until she married a corporation lawyer who picked her from ...
Two Items (Carl Sandburg Poems)
STRONG rocks hold up the riksdag bridge . always strong river waters shoving their shoulders against them . In the ...
Statistics (Carl Sandburg Poems)
NAPOLEON shifted, Restless in the old sarcophagus And murmured to a watchguard: "Who goes there?" "Twenty-one million men, Soldiers, armies, ...
Wars (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IN the old wars drum of hoofs and the beat of shod feet. In the new wars hum of motors ...
A Fence (Carl Sandburg Poems)
NOW the stone house on the lake front is finished and the workmen are beginning the fence. The palings are ...