Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Carl Sandburg Poems

41. Blizzard Notes 1/27/2014
42. Blue Island Intersection 1/3/2003
43. Blue Maroons 1/27/2014
44. Blue Ridge 1/27/2014
45. 'Boes 1/13/2003
46. Bones 1/3/2003
47. Boy And Father 1/27/2014
48. Branches 1/27/2014
49. Brass Keys 1/27/2014
50. Bricklayer Love 1/13/2003
51. Bringers 1/3/2003
52. Broadway 1/3/2003
53. Broken Tabernacles 4/2/2010
54. Broken-Face Gargoyles 1/27/2014
55. Bronzes 1/3/2003
56. Buckwheat 1/27/2014
57. Buffalo Bill 1/27/2014
58. Buffalo Dusk 1/27/2014
59. Buttons 1/3/2003
60. Caboose Thoughts 1/21/2014
61. Cadenza 1/21/2014
62. Cahoots 1/21/2014
63. California City Landscape 1/27/2014
64. Calls 1/27/2014
65. Carlovingian Dreams 1/27/2014
66. Cartoon 1/21/2014
67. Chamfort 1/3/2003
68. Chasers 1/21/2014
69. Chicago 1/3/2003
70. Chicago Poet 1/3/2003
71. Chicks 1/21/2014
72. Child 1/3/2003
73. Child Margaret 1/27/2014
74. Child Moon 1/3/2003
75. Child Of The Romans 1/3/2003
76. Choices 1/3/2003
77. Choose 1/3/2003
78. Chords 1/27/2014
79. Circles Of Doors 1/27/2014
80. Clark Street Bridge 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

Noon Hour

She sits in the dust at the walls
And makes cigars,
Bending at the bench
With fingers wage-anxious,
Changing her sweat for the day's pay.

Now the noon hour has come,
And she leans with her bare arms
On the window-sill over the river,

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