Carl Sandburg Poems

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21.
A Teamster's Farewell

Sobs En Route to a Penitentiary


Good-by now to the streets and the clash of wheels and
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22.
Dreams In The Dusk

Dreams in the dusk,
Only dreams closing the day
And with the day’s close going back
To the gray things, the dark things,
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23.
Hope Is A Tattered Flag

Hope is a tattered flag and a dream of time.
Hope is a heartspun word, the rainbow, the shadblow in white
The evening star inviolable over the coal mines,
The shimmer of northern lights across a bitter winter night,
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24.
I Am The People, The Mob

I Am the people--the mob--the crowd--the mass.
Do you know that all the great work of the world is
done through me?
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25.
Child Moon

The child's wonder
At the old moon
Comes back nightly.
She points her finger
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26.
Chicago Poet

I saluted a nobody.
I saw him in a looking-glass.
He smiled--so did I.
He crumpled the skin on his forehead, frowning--so did I.
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27.
Gone

Everybody loved Chick Lorimer in our town.
Far off
Everybody loved her.
So we all love a wild girl keeping a hold
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28.
Under The Harvest Moon

Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
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29.
Young Sea

The sea is never still.
It pounds on the shore
Restless as a young heart,
Hunting.
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30.
Who Am I?

My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
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