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 Night (76 Poems)
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 ...
Good Night (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Many ways to say good night.Fireworks at a pier on the Fourth of July spell it with red wheels and ...
Window (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Night from a railroad car window Is a great, dark, soft thing Broken across with slashes of light. (Carl Sandburg)
Working Girls (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE working girls in the morning are going to work-- long lines of them afoot amid the downtown stores and ...
River Moons (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE DOUBLE moon, one on the high back drop of the west, one on the curve of the river face, ...
Young Bullfrogs (Carl Sandburg Poems)
JIMMY WIMBLETON listened a first week in June. Ditches along prairie roads of Northern Illinois Filled the arch of night ...
Sand Scribblings (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE WIND stops, the wind begins. The wind says stop, begin. A sea shovel scrapes the sand floor. The shovel ...
Sandpipers (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Sandland where the salt water kills the sweet potatoes. Homes for sandpipers-the script of their feet is on the sea ...
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 ...
Smoke Rose Gold (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE DOME of the capitol looks to the Potomac river. Out of haze over the sunset, Out of a smoke ...
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 ...
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 Hangman at Home (Carl Sandburg Poems)
WHAT does the hangman think about When he goes home at night from work? When he sits down with his ...
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 Skyscraper Loves Night (Carl Sandburg Poems)
ONE by one lights of a skyscraper fling their checkering cross work on the velvet gown of night. I believe ...
They Will Say (Carl Sandburg Poems)
OF my city the worst that men will ever say is this: You took little children away from the sun ...
Throwbacks (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SOMEWHERE you and I remember we came. Stairways from the sea and our heads dripping. Ladders of dust and mud ...
Two Strangers Breakfast (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE LAW says you and I belong to each other, George. The law says you are mine and I am ...
Choices (Carl Sandburg Poems)
They offer you many things, I a few. Moonlight on the play of fountains at night With water sparkling a ...
Band Concert (Carl Sandburg Poems)
BAND concert public square Nebraska city. Flowing and circling dresses, summer-white dresses. Faces, flesh tints flung like sprays of cherry ...
It Is Much (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Women of night life amid the lights Where the line of your full, round throats Matches in gleam the glint ...
Prairie Waters by Night (Carl Sandburg Poems)
CHATTER of birds two by two raises a night song joining a litany of running water-sheer waters showing the russet ...
From The Shore (Carl Sandburg Poems)
A LONE gray bird, Dim-dipping, far-flying, Alone in the shadows and grandeurs and tumults Of night and the sea And ...
Bilbea (Carl Sandburg Poems)
BILBEA, I was in Babylon on Saturday night. I saw nothing of you anywhere. I was at the old place ...
Jabberers (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I RISE out of my depths with my language. You rise out of your depths with your language. Two tongues ...
Remembered Women (Carl Sandburg Poems)
FOR a woman's face remembered as a spot of quick light on the flat land of dark night, For this ...
Home Fires (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IN a Yiddish eating place on Rivington Street . faces . coffee spots . children kicking at the night stars ...
Brass Keys (Carl Sandburg Poems)
JOY . weaving two violet petals for a coat lapel . painting on a slab of night sky a Christ ...