Carl Sandburg Poems (461 Poems)
Sea Slant (Carl Sandburg Poems)
On up the sea slant, On up the horizon, The ship limps. The bone of her nose fog-gray, The heart of her sea-strong, She came a long way, She goes a long way. On up the sea slant, On up … Continue reading
Hell On The Wabash (Carl Sandburg Poems)
When country fiddlers held a convention in Danville, the big money went to a barn dance artist who played Turkey in the Straw, with variations. They asked him the name of the piece calling it a humdinger and he answered, … Continue reading
Upstream (Carl Sandburg Poems)
The strong men keep coming on. They go down shot, hanged, sick, broken. They live on, fighting, singing, lucky as plungers. The strong men … they keep coming on. The strong mothers pulling them from a dark sea, a … Continue reading
Maybe (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Maybe he believes me, maybe not. Maybe I can marry him, maybe not. Maybe the wind on the prairie, The wind on the sea, maybe, Somebody, somewhere, maybe can tell. I will lay my head on his shoulder And when … Continue reading
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 it was a woman one time and in her hair lay a rose. Oh things one time dust, what else … Continue reading
Primer Lesson (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Look out how you use proud words. When you let proud words go, it is not easy to call them back. They wear long boots, hard boots; they walk off proud; they can’t hear you calling— Look out how you … Continue reading
Remorse (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE HORSE’S name was Remorse. There were people said, “Gee, what a nag!” And they were Edgar Allan Poe bugs and so They called him Remorse. When he was a gelding He flashed his heels to other ponies And threw … Continue reading
Repetitions (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THEY are crying salt tears Over the beautiful beloved body Of Inez Milholland, Because they are glad she lived, Because she loved open-armed, Throwing love for a cheap thing Belonging to everybody- Cheap as sunlight, And morning air. (Carl Sandburg)
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, The sky moon of fire and the river moon of water, I am taking these home in a basket, hung … Continue reading
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. Let ‘em hawk their caw and caw. Let the woodpecker drum and drum on a hickory stump. He has been … Continue reading
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