Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Carl Sandburg Poems

1. A Coin 1/3/2003
2. A Father To His Son 4/2/2010
3. A Fence 1/3/2003
4. A Million Young Work Men 4/2/2010
5. A Sphinx 1/3/2003
6. A Tall Man 4/2/2010
7. A Teamster's Farewell 1/3/2003
8. A.E.F. 1/3/2003
9. Accomplished Facts 4/2/2010
10. Adelaide Crapsey 4/2/2010
11. Alix 4/2/2010
12. All Day Long 1/3/2003
13. Alley Rats 4/2/2010
14. Always The Mob 4/2/2010
15. Among The Red Guns 1/3/2003
16. An Electric Sign Goes Dark 4/2/2010
17. And So To-Day 1/27/2014
18. And They Obey 1/3/2003
19. And This Will Be All.... 4/2/2010
20. Anna Imroth 1/3/2003
21. Aprons Of Silence 1/3/2003
22. Arithmetic 1/3/2003
23. Ashurnatsirpal Iii 4/2/2010
24. At A Window 1/3/2003
25. Autumn Movement 1/4/2003
26. Aztec 1/3/2003
27. Aztec Mask 1/3/2003
28. Baby Face 4/2/2010
29. Baby Toes 4/2/2010
30. Baby Vamps 4/2/2010
31. Back Yard 1/3/2003
32. Balloon Faces 4/2/2010
33. Baltic Fog Notes 4/2/2010
34. Band Concert 4/2/2010
35. Basket 4/2/2010
36. Bas-Relief 1/3/2003
37. Bath 1/3/2003
38. Between Two Hills 1/3/2003
39. Bilbea 1/27/2014
40. Blacklisted 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Carl Sandburg

Fog

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

Read the full of Fog

Dynamiter

I sat with a dynamiter at supper in a German saloon eating steak and onions.
And he laughed and told stories of his wife and children and the cause of labor and the working class.
It was laughter of an unshakable man knowing life to be a rich and red-blooded thing.
Yes, his laugh rang like the call of gray birds filled with a glory of joy ramming their winged flight through a rain storm.
His name was in many newspapers as an enemy of the nation and few keepers of churches or schools woul

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