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"There will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart,
The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust.
A spider will make a silver string nest in the darkest, warmest
corner of it."
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 buffaloes are gone.
And those who saw 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 they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of
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."
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. |
"Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling,
City of the Big Shoulders."
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. "Chicago," Chicago Poems (1916). |
"tell me if the lovers are losers . . . tell me if any get more
than the lovers . . . in the dust . . . in the cool tombs."
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. |
"Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in
November"
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. |
"The woman named Tomorrow
sits with a hairpin in her teeth
and takes her time"
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. |
"and the girls chanted:
We are the greatest city,
and the greatest nation:
nothing like us ever was."
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. |
"The feet of the rats
scribble on the doorsills;
the hieroglyphs of the rat footprints
chatter the pedigrees 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. |
"Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Shovel them under and let me work—
I am the grass; I cover all."
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. |
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