To A Contemporary (Carl Sandburg Poems)
You come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you ...
You come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you ...
A father sees his son nearing manhood.What shall he tell that son?"Life is hard; be steel; be a rock."And this ...
Hope is a tattered flag and a dream of time.Hope is a heartspun word, the rainbow, the shadblow in whiteThe ...
This flower is repeated out of old winds, out of old times. The wind repeats these, it must have these, ...
There will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart, The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust. A spider ...
THREE tailors of Tooley Street wrote: We, the People. The names are forgotten. It is a joke in ghosts. Cutters ...
YOU come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you get that stuff? What ...
UNDERTAKERS, hearse drivers, grave diggers, I speak to you as one not afraid of your business. You handle dust going ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
WHAT does the hangman think about When he goes home at night from work? When he sits down with his ...
OF my city the worst that men will ever say is this: You took little children away from the sun ...
THERE will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart, The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust. A spider ...
COUNT these reminiscences like money. The Greeks had their picnics under another name. The Romans wore glad rags and told ...
I LOVE him, I love him, ran the patter of her lips And she formed his name on her tongue ...
I DRANK musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter one night And ...
PILE the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work- I am the grass; I ...
BURY this old Illinois farmer with respect. He slept the Illinois nights of his life after days of work in ...
TEN minutes now I have been looking at this. I have gone by here before and wondered about it. This ...
IN the cool of the night time The clocks pick off the points And the mainsprings loosen. They will need ...
I ASKED the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me what is happiness. And I went to ...
ON the one hand the steel works. On the other hand the penitentiary. Sante Fé trains and Alton trains Between ...
BY day the skyscraper looms in the smoke and sun and has a soul. Prairie and valley, streets of the ...
BODY of Jesus taken down from the cross Carved in ivory by a lover of Christ, It is a child's ...
I AM the people--the mob--the crowd--the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done ...
ON Forty First Street near Eighth Avenue a frame house wobbles. If houses went on crutches this house would be ...
THE POLICEMAN buys shoes slow and careful; the teamster buys gloves slow and careful; they take care of their feet ...
WHEN the sea is everywhere from horizon to horizon .. when the salt and blue fill a circle of horizons ...
THE LAWYERS, Bob, know too much. They are chums of the books of old John Marshall. They know it all, ...
I AM an ancient reluctant conscript. On the soup wagons of Xerxes I was a cleaner of pans. On the ...
They offer you many things, I a few. Moonlight on the play of fountains at night With water sparkling a ...
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