The People, Yes (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Lincoln?He was a mystery in smoke and flagsSaying yes to the smoke, yes to the flags,Yes to the paradoxes of ...
Carl Sandburg Poems on Death & Dying (25 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Snow (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SNOW took us away from the smoke valleys into white mountains, we saw velvet blue cows eating a vermillion grass ...
The Four Brothers (Carl Sandburg Poems)
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
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 Right to Grief (Carl Sandburg Poems)
To Certain Poets About to Die TAKE your fill of intimate remorse, perfumed sorrow, Over the dead child of a ...
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 ...
Wars (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IN the old wars drum of hoofs and the beat of shod feet. In the new wars hum of motors ...
Under A Telephone Pole (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I AM a copper wire slung in the air, Slim against the sun I make not even a clear line ...
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 ...
A Million Young Workmen, 1915 (Carl Sandburg Poems)
A MILLION young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads, And the million are now under ...
Chamfort (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THERE'S Chamfort. He's a sample. Locked himself in his library with a gun, Shot off his nose and shot out ...
Circles of Doors (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I LOVE him, I love him, ran the patter of her lips And she formed his name on her tongue ...
Jaws (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SEVEN nations stood with their hands on the jaws of death. It was the first week in August, Nineteen Hundred ...
Localities (Carl Sandburg Poems)
WAGON WHEEL GAP is a place I never saw And Red Horse Gulch and the chutes of Cripple Creek. Red-shirted ...
Memoir (Carl Sandburg Poems)
We look on the shoulders filling the stage of the Chicago Auditorium. A fat mayor has spoken much English and ...
Joy (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands And take it when it runs by, As the Apache dancer ...
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 ...
Choices (Carl Sandburg Poems)
They offer you many things, I a few. Moonlight on the play of fountains at night With water sparkling a ...
Death Snips Proud Men (Carl Sandburg Poems)
DEATH is stronger than all the governments because the governments are men and men die and then death laughs: Now ...
Finish (Carl Sandburg Poems)
DEATH comes once, let it be easy. Ring one bell for me once, let it go at that. Or ring ...
Flash Crimson (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I SHALL cry God to give me a broken foot. I shall ask for a scar and a slashed nose. ...
From The Shore (Carl Sandburg Poems)
A LONE gray bird, Dim-dipping, far-flying, Alone in the shadows and grandeurs and tumults Of night and the sea And ...
Sandhill People (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I TOOK away three pictures. One was a white gull forming a half-mile arch from the pines toward Waukegan. One ...