Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Carl Sandburg Poems

1. Mascots 1/27/2014
2. Palladiums 1/27/2014
3. Crimson Rambler 1/27/2014
4. Near Keokuk 1/27/2014
5. Rusty Crimson 1/27/2014
6. Paula 1/27/2014
7. Killers 2/1/2016
8. Blue Maroons 1/27/2014
9. Panels 1/27/2014
10. Three Violins 1/27/2014
11. Mammy Hums 1/27/2014
12. Calls 1/27/2014
13. Potomac Town In February 1/27/2014
14. Pick Offs 1/27/2014
15. The Plowboy 1/27/2014
16. Mohammed Bek Hadjetlache 1/27/2014
17. Loin Cloth 1/27/2014
18. Cahoots 1/21/2014
19. Plaster 1/27/2014
20. Corn Hut Talk 1/27/2014
21. Spanish 1/27/2014
22. Swirl 1/27/2014
23. Sandpipers 6/18/2016
24. Memoranda 1/27/2014
25. Prayers After World War 1/27/2014
26. Potato Blossom Songs And Jigs 1/27/2014
27. Memoir Of A Proud Boy 1/27/2014
28. Jack London And O. Henry 1/27/2014
29. Questionnaire 1/27/2014
30. Laughing Blue Steel 1/27/2014
31. Crimson Changes People 1/27/2014
32. Buckwheat 1/27/2014
33. Brass Keys 1/27/2014
34. They Buy With An Eye To Looks 1/27/2014
35. Fire-Logs 1/27/2014
36. Chords 1/27/2014
37. Portrait 1/27/2014
38. Long Guns 1/27/2014
39. Humdrum 1/27/2014
40. John Ericsson Day Memorial, 1918 1/21/2014
Best Poem of Carl Sandburg

Fog

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

Read the full of Fog

Noon Hour

She sits in the dust at the walls
And makes cigars,
Bending at the bench
With fingers wage-anxious,
Changing her sweat for the day's pay.

Now the noon hour has come,
And she leans with her bare arms
On the window-sill over the river,

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