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 ...
Carl Sandburg Poems (461 Poems)
Lawyer (Carl Sandburg Poems)
WHEN the jury files in to deliver a verdict after weeks of direct and cross examinations, hot clashes of lawyers ...
Manufactured Gods (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THEY put up big wooden gods. Then they burned the big wooden gods And put up brass gods and Changing ...
My People (Carl Sandburg Poems)
MY people are gray, pigeon gray, dawn gray, storm gray. I call them beautiful, and I wonder where they are ...
On the Way (Carl Sandburg Poems)
LITTLE one, you have been buzzing in the books, Flittering in the newspapers and drinking beer with lawyers And amid ...
Pigeon (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE FLUTTER of blue pigeon's wings Under a river bridge Hunting a clean dry arch, A corner for a sleep- ...
Purple Martins (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IF we were such and so, the same as these, maybe we too would be slingers and sliders, tumbling half ...
Skyscraper (Carl Sandburg Poems)
BY day the skyscraper looms in the smoke and sun and has a soul. Prairie and valley, streets of the ...
Honky Tonk in Cleveland, Ohio (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IT'S a jazz affair, drum crashes and cornet razzes The trombone pony neighs and the tuba jackass snorts. The banjo ...
Accomplished Facts (Carl Sandburg Poems)
EVERY year Emily Dickinson sent one friend the first arbutus bud in her garden. In a last will and testament ...
For You (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE PEACE of great doors be for you. Wait at the knobs, at the panel oblongs. Wait for the great ...
Onion Days (Carl Sandburg Poems)
MRS. GABRIELLE GIOVANNITTI comes along Peoria Street every morning at nine o'clock With kindling wood piled on top of her ...
Under the Harvest Moon (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Under the harvest moon, When the soft silver Drips shimmering Over the garden nights, Death, the gray mocker, Comes and ...
Among the Red Guns (Carl Sandburg Poems)
After waking at dawn one morning when the wind sang low among dry leaves in an elm AMONG the red ...
Bas-Relief (Carl Sandburg Poems)
FIVE geese deploy mysteriously. Onward proudly with flagstaffs, Hearses with silver bugles, Bushels of plum-blossoms dropping For ten mystic web-feet- ...
Caboose Thoughts (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IT'S going to come out all right-do you know? The sun, the birds, the grass-they know. They get along-and we'll ...
Clinton South of Polk (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I WANDER down on Clinton street south of Polk And listen to the voices of Italian children quarreling. It is ...
Docks (Carl Sandburg Poems)
STROLLING along By the teeming docks, I watch the ships put out. Black ships that heave and lunge And move ...
Five Cent Balloons (Carl Sandburg Poems)
PIETRO has twenty red and blue balloons on a string. They flutter and dance pulling Pietro's arm. A nickel apiece ...
Government (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE Government--I heard about the Government and I went out to find it. I said I would look closely at ...
Hoodlums (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I AM a hoodlum, you are a hoodlum, we and all of us are a world of hoodlums-maybe so. I ...
Jabberers (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I RISE out of my depths with my language. You rise out of your depths with your language. Two tongues ...
Leather Leggings (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THEY have taken the ball of earth and made it a little thing. They were held to the land and ...
Margaret (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Many birds and the beating of wings Make a flinging reckless hum In the early morning at the rocks Above ...
Near Keokuk (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THIRTY-TWO Greeks are dipping their feet in a creek. Sloshing their bare feet in a cool flow of clear water. ...
Ossawatomie (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I DON'T know how he came, shambling, dark, and strong. He stood in the city and told men: My people ...
Places (Carl Sandburg Poems)
ROSES and gold For you today, And the flash of flying flags. I will have Ashes, Dust in my hair, ...
Put Off the Wedding Five Times and Nobody Comes to It (Carl Sandburg Poems)
(Handbook for Quarreling Lovers)I THOUGHT of offering you apothegms. I might have said, "Dogs bark and the wind carries it ...
The Harbor (Carl Sandburg Poems)
PASSING through huddled and ugly walls By doorways where women Looked from their hunger-deep eyes, Haunted with shadows of hunger-hands, ...
Humdrum (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IF I had a million lives to live and a million deaths to die in a million humdrum worlds, I'd ...