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. ...
Carl Sandburg Poems on Place (16 Poems)
The Sins of Kalamazoo (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE SINS of Kalamazoo are neither scarlet nor crimson. The sins of Kalamazoo are a convict gray, a dishwater drab. ...
Three Balls (Carl Sandburg Poems)
JABOWSKY'S place is on a side street and only the rain washes the dusty three balls. When I passed the ...
Knucks (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IN Abraham Lincoln's city, Where they remember his lawyer's shingle, The place where they brought him Wrapped in battle flags, ...
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 ...
Pennsylvania (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I HAVE been in Pennsylvania, In the Monongahela and the Hocking Valleys. In the blue Susquehanna On a Saturday morning ...
Potato Blossom Songs and Jigs (Carl Sandburg Poems)
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
Grass (Carl Sandburg Poems)
PILE the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work- I am the grass; I ...
A Fence (Carl Sandburg Poems)
NOW the stone house on the lake front is finished and the workmen are beginning the fence. The palings are ...
Nights Nothings Again (Carl Sandburg Poems)
WHO knows what I know when I have asked the night questions and the night has answered nothing only the ...
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 ...
Fellow Citizens (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I DRANK musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter one night And ...
Flanders (Carl Sandburg Poems)
FLANDERS, the name of a place, a country of people, Spells itself with letters, is written in books. "Where is ...
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 ...
Illinois Farmer (Carl Sandburg Poems)
BURY this old Illinois farmer with respect. He slept the Illinois nights of his life after days of work in ...
Just Before April Came (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE SNOW piles in dark places are gone. Pools by the railroad tracks shine clear. The gravel of all shallow ...