A Million Young Work Men (Carl Sandburg Poems)
A million young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads,And the million are now under soil ...
A million young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads,And the million are now under soil ...
THE FINE cloth of your love might be a fabric of Egypt, Something Sinbad, the sailor, took away from robbers, ...
THERE is a woman on Michigan Boulevard keeps a parrot and goldfish and two white mice. She used to keep ...
THE MILK drops on your chin, Helga, Must not interfere with the cranberry red of your cheeks Nor the sky ...
THE working girls in the morning are going to work-- long lines of them afoot amid the downtown stores and ...
YES, the Dead speak to us. This town belongs to the Dead, to the Dead and to the Wilderness. Back ...
The sea is never still. It pounds on the shore Restless as a young heart, Hunting. The sea speaks And ...
CAST a bronze of my head and legs and put them on the king's street. Set the cast of me ...
IN the Shenandoah Valley, one rider gray and one rider blue, and the sun on the riders wondering. Piled in ...
ON the lips of the child Janet float changing dreams. It is a thin spiral of blue smoke, A morning ...
Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, ...
BY day the skyscraper looms in the smoke and sun and has a soul. Prairie and valley, streets of the ...
YOU never come back. I say good-by when I see you going in the doors, The hopeless open doors that ...
A MAN saw the whole world as a grinning skull and cross-bones. The rose flesh of life shriveled from all ...
A MILLION young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads, And the million are now under ...
JESUS emptied the devils of one man into forty hogs and the hogs took the edge of a high rock ...
ALL I can give you is broken-face gargoyles. It is too early to sing and dance at funerals, Though I ...
The young child, Christ, is straight and wise And asks questions of the old men, questions Found under running water ...
THE HIGH horses of the sea broke their white riders On the walls that held and counted the hours The ...
I AM singing to you Soft as a man with a dead child speaks; Hard as a man in handcuffs, ...
LET it go on; let the love of this hour be poured out till all the answers are made, the ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
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