California City Landscape (Carl Sandburg Poems)
On a mountain-side the real estate agents Put up signs marking the city lots to be sold there. A man ...
Carl Sandburg Poems on Home (16 Poems)
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 ...
Threes (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I WAS a boy when I heard three red words a thousand Frenchmen died in the streets for: Liberty, Equality, ...
Graceland (Carl Sandburg Poems)
TOMB of a millionaire, A multi-millionaire, ladies and gentlemen, Place of the dead where they spend every year The usury ...
John Ericsson Day Memorial, 1918 (Carl Sandburg Poems)
INTO the gulf and the pit of the dark night, the cold night, there is a man goes into the ...
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 ...
Manitoba Childe Roland (Carl Sandburg Poems)
LAST night a January wind was ripping at the shingles over our house and whistling a wolf song under the ...
Memoir of a Proud Boy (Carl Sandburg Poems)
HE lived on the wings of storm. The ashes are in Chihuahua. Out of Ludlow and coal towns in Colorado ...
Poems Done on a Late Night Car (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I. CHICKENS I am The Great White Way of the city: When you ask what is my desire, I answer: ...
Prairie (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
Picnic Boat (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SUNDAY night and the park policemen tell each other it is dark as a stack of black cats on Lake ...
Anna Imroth (Carl Sandburg Poems)
CROSS the hands over the breast here--so. Straighten the legs a little more--so. And call for the wagon to come ...
Band Concert (Carl Sandburg Poems)
BAND concert public square Nebraska city. Flowing and circling dresses, summer-white dresses. Faces, flesh tints flung like sprays of cherry ...
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 ...
Eleventh Avenue Racket (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THERE is something terrible about a hurdy-gurdy, a gipsy man and woman, and a monkey in red flannel all stopping ...
Flanders (Carl Sandburg Poems)
FLANDERS, the name of a place, a country of people, Spells itself with letters, is written in books. "Where is ...