Treasure Island

Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Soup


I saw a famous man eating soup.
I say he was lifting a fat broth
Into his mouth with a spoon.
His name was in the newspapers that day
Spelled out in tall black headlines
And thousands of people were talking about him.

When I saw him,
He sat bending his head over a plate
Putting soup in his mouth with a spoon.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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