Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Carl Sandburg Poems

421. Band Concert 4/2/2010
422. Baltic Fog Notes 4/2/2010
423. Balloon Faces 4/2/2010
424. Back Yard 1/3/2003
425. Baby Vamps 4/2/2010
426. Baby Toes 4/2/2010
427. Baby Face 4/2/2010
428. Aztec Mask 1/3/2003
429. Aztec 1/3/2003
430. Autumn Movement 1/4/2003
431. At a Window 1/3/2003
432. Ashurnatsirpal III 4/2/2010
433. Arithmetic 1/3/2003
434. Aprons of Silence 1/3/2003
435. Anna Imroth 1/3/2003
436. And This Will Be All.... 4/2/2010
437. And They Obey 1/3/2003
438. And So To-Day 1/27/2014
439. An Electric Sign Goes Dark 4/2/2010
440. Among the Red Guns 1/3/2003

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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