To A Contemporary (Carl Sandburg Poems)
You come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you ...
You come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you ...
I am the nigger.Singer of songs,Dancer. . .Softer than fluff of cotton. . .Harder than dark earthRoads beaten in the ...
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
Sobs En Route to a Penitentiary GOOD-BY now to the streets and the clash of wheels and locking hubs, The ...
I DON'T know how he came, shambling, dark, and strong. He stood in the city and told men: My people ...
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