Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

The South Wind Say So - Poem by Carl Sandburg

IF the oriole calls like last year
when the south wind sings in the oats,
if the leaves climb and climb on a bean pole
saying over a song learnt from the south wind,
if the crickets send up the same old lessons
found when the south wind keeps on coming,
we will get by, we will keep on coming,
we will get by, we will come along,
we will fix our hearts over,
the south wind says so.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 27, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 27, 2014


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