Carl Sandburg (6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)
Quotations
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''There will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart,
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. A. E. F. (l. 1-3). . . Modern American & British Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed., in consultation with Karl Shapiro and Richard Wilbur. (Rev., shorter ed., 1955) Harcourt, Brace and Company.
The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust.
A spider will make a silver string nest in the darkest, warmest
corner of it.'' -
''The buffaloes are gone.
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Buffalo Dusk (l. 1-2). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse in America, The. Donald Hall, ed. (1985) Oxford University Press.
And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.'' -
''And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Chicago (l. 10-12). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this
my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to
be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.'' -
''Hog Butcher for the World,
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. "Chicago," Chicago Poems (1916).
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling,
City of the Big Shoulders.'' -
''tell me if the lovers are losers . . . tell me if any get more
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Cool Tombs (l. 4). . . Oxford Book of Short Poems, The. P. J. Kavanagh and James Michie, eds. Oxford University Press.
than the lovers . . . in the dust . . . in the cool tombs.'' -
''Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Cool Tombs (l. 3). . . Oxford Book of Short Poems, The. P. J. Kavanagh and James Michie, eds. Oxford University Press.
November'' -
''The woman named Tomorrow
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Four Preludes on Playthings of the Wind (l. 1-3). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
sits with a hairpin in her teeth
and takes her time'' -
''and the girls chanted:
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Four Preludes on Playthings of the Wind (l. 13-16). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
We are the greatest city,
and the greatest nation:
nothing like us ever was.'' -
''The feet of the rats
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Four Preludes on Playthings of the Wind (l. 50-53). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
scribble on the doorsills;
the hieroglyphs of the rat footprints
chatter the pedigrees of the rats'' -
''Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Grass (l. 1-3). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
Shovel them under and let me work
I am the grass; I cover all.''
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