Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Carl Sandburg Poems

361. Personality 1/13/2003
362. Statistics 1/13/2003
363. Valley Song 1/4/2003
364. In A Back Alley 1/3/2003
365. Gypsy 1/3/2003
366. Flux 1/3/2003
367. Child Of The Romans 1/3/2003
368. Halsted Street Car 1/3/2003
369. The Great Hunt 1/3/2003
370. Kin 1/3/2003
371. They Will Say 1/3/2003
372. Broadway 1/3/2003
373. White Shoulders 1/3/2003
374. Haunts 1/3/2003
375. Bas-Relief 1/3/2003
376. Bricklayer Love 1/13/2003
377. Under A Telephone Pole 1/3/2003
378. The Junk Man 1/3/2003
379. Threes 1/3/2003
380. Graves 1/3/2003
381. The Road And The End 1/3/2003
382. Accomplished Facts 4/2/2010
383. Fire Pages 1/3/2003
384. Dust 1/3/2003
385. Soup 1/3/2003
386. Crucible 1/3/2003
387. A Million Young Work Men 4/2/2010
388. Last Answers 1/3/2003
389. Buttons 1/3/2003
390. And This Will Be All.... 4/2/2010
391. Prairie Waters By Night 1/3/2003
392. Cripple 1/3/2003
393. Killers 1/3/2003
394. Choices 1/3/2003
395. Child 1/3/2003
396. Skyscraper 1/13/2003
397. I Sang 1/3/2003
398. Graceland 1/3/2003
399. Lost 1/3/2003
400. Bones 1/3/2003

Comments about Carl Sandburg

  • sasmitarani nayak (11/10/2017 9:36:00 PM)

    very nice poem

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  • Mehmet Ceran (11/10/2017 2:18:00 AM)

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  • Kaycee Terpening (11/9/2017 11:02:00 AM)

    i like the alone it creative

  • Greg Bell Greg Bell (4/16/2017 4:51:00 PM)

    These days, Sandburg is an undervalued poet. I once spent many an hour listening to old records of him reciting his work. If you ever get the chance, listen to his 'Rutabaga Stories.' Pure magic.

  • Raymond Farrell (12/3/2015 6:33:00 AM)

    It is a pity that the academic elite these days do not hold Carl Sandburg in very high esteem compared to Stevens or Elliot or even John Ashbury in instances.

  • Barry Gross (3/2/2012 3:15:00 PM)

    When I listen to a politician trumpet proud words
    I wonder, if hidden by the lectern, are
    polished wingtips or long, hard boots.

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  • Malkisedik Yahya (9/6/2008 12:01:00 PM)

    i love sandburg's works, especially that use the wor 'moon'..wish me luck b'coz i wanna write my undergraduate thesis about the meaning of sandburg's works that use the word 'moon'...

  • Rosa Jamali (6/1/2008 2:39:00 PM)

    I think postmodern poetry owes Sandburg, as he was the first to describe machinery life, he expanded the range of words in poetry & he tried to add some new concepts, we have to reread Sandburg to go forward...

  • A. Michael Sears (2/13/2006 8:19:00 PM)

    What can I say? Carl Sandburg is truly a master. His ability to celebrate the beauty and greatness in all things common, is unmatched. And since the publication of 'Chicago Poems' in 1916, the voice of modern poetry has never been the same.

Best Poem of Carl Sandburg


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


Napoleon shifted,
Restless in the old sarcophagus
And murmured to a watchguard:
"Who goes there?"
"Twenty-one million men,
Soldiers, armies, guns,
Twenty-one million
Afoot, horseback,
In the air,

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