And This Will Be All…. (Carl Sandburg Poems)
And this will be all?And the gates will never open again?And the dust and the wind will play around the ...
Carl Sandburg Poems on Woman (83 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 ...
Nigger (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I am the nigger.Singer of songs,Dancer. . .Softer than fluff of cotton. . .Harder than dark earthRoads beaten in the ...
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 ...
Dust (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Here is dust remembers it was a rose one time and lay in a woman's hair. Here is dust remembers ...
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 ...
Stars, Songs, Faces (Carl Sandburg Poems)
GATHER the stars if you wish it so. Gather the songs and keep them. Gather the faces of women. Gather ...
Stripes (Carl Sandburg Poems)
POLICEMAN in front of a bank 3 A.M. . lonely. Policeman State and Madison . high noon . mobs . ...
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 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 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 ...
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 Spring Notations on Bipeds (Carl Sandburg Poems)
1THE DOWN drop of the blackbird, The wing catch of arrested flight, The stop midway and then off: off for ...
To a Contemporary Bunkshooter (Carl Sandburg Poems)
YOU come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you get that stuff? What ...
Trafficker (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Among the shadows where two streets cross, A woman lurks in the dark and waits To move on when a ...
River Roads (Carl Sandburg Poems)
LET the crows go by hawking their caw and caw. They have been swimming in midnights of coal mines somewhere. ...
Troths (Carl Sandburg Poems)
YELLOW dust on a bumble bee's wing, Grey lights in a woman's asking eyes, Red ruins in the changing sunset ...
Rusty Crimson (Carl Sandburg Poems)
(Chirstmas Day, 1917)THE FIVE O'CLOCK prairie sunset is a strong man going to sleep after a long day in a ...
White Ash (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THERE is a woman on Michigan Boulevard keeps a parrot and goldfish and two white mice. She used to keep ...
Shirt (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I remember once I ran after you and tagged the fluttering shirt of you in the wind. Once many days ...
Woman with a Past (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THERE was a woman tore off a red velvet gown And slashed the white skin of her right shoulder And ...
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 ...
Women Washing Their Hair (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THEY have painted and sung the women washing their hair, and the plaits and strands in the sun, and the ...
Snow (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SNOW took us away from the smoke valleys into white mountains, we saw velvet blue cows eating a vermillion grass ...
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 ...
Testimony Regarding a Ghost (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE ROSES slanted crimson sobs On the night sky hair of the women, And the long light-fingered men Spoke to ...
Garden Wireless (Carl Sandburg Poems)
HOW many feet ran with sunlight, water, and air? What little devils shaken of laughter, cramming their little ribs with ...
North Atlantic (Carl Sandburg Poems)
WHEN the sea is everywhere from horizon to horizon .. when the salt and blue fill a circle of horizons ...