Top 100 Poems About: CHICAGO

In this page, poems on / about “chicago” are listed.
  • 1.

    Hog Butcher for the World,
    Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
    Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
    Stormy, husky, brawling, read more »

    Carl Sandburg
  • 2.
    Chicago Weather

    To-day, fair Thisbe, winsome girl!
    Strays o'er the meads where daisies blow,
    Or, ling'ring where the brooklets purl,
    Laves in the cool, refreshing flow. read more »

    Eugene Field
  • 3.

    Men said at vespers: 'All is well!'
    In one wild night the city fell;
    Fell shrines of prayer and marts of gain
    Before the fiery hurricane. read more »

    John Greenleaf Whittier
  • 4.
    A Garden In Chicago

    In the mid-city, under an oiled sky,
    I lay in a garden of such dusky green
    It seemed the dregs of the imagination.
    Hedged round by elegant spears of iron fence read more »

    Karl Shapiro
  • 5.
    South State Street: Chicago

    Rows of blankly box-like buildings
    Raise their sodden architecture
    Into the poised lyric of the sky. read more »

    Maxwell Bodenheim
  • 6.
    Chicago Castanets

    Through all the moving thoroughfares
    And in the contending marts of trade;
    Within the babbling magazines and read more »

    George Ade
  • 7.
    Hymn For The Fair At Chicago

    O GOD! in danger's darkest hour,
    In battle's deadliest field,
    Thy name has been our Nation's tower,
    Thy truth her help and shield. read more »

    Oliver Wendell Holmes
  • 8.
    Poem (Chicago)

    'My age, my beast!' - Osip Mandelstam

    On the lips a taste of tolling we are blind
    The light drifts like dust over faces read more »

    Bill Knott
  • 9.
    Welcome To The Chicago Commercial Club

    CHICAGO sounds rough to the maker of verse;
    One comfort we have--Cincinnati sounds worse; read more »

    Oliver Wendell Holmes
  • 10.
    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. read more »

    Carl Sandburg
  • 11.
    Chicago Stock Exchange

    Bert Alward

    The brawling voices babble as before
    Though one is hushed : the noblest and the best read more »

    Maria Frances Cecilia Cowper
  • 12.
    Easter Monday [excerpt]

    Under a red face, black velvet shyness
    Milking an emaciated gaffer. God lies down
    Here. Rattling of a shot, heard
    From the first row. The president of the United States read more »

    Ted Berrigan
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