Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Bricklayer Love - Poem by Carl Sandburg

I thought of killing myself because I am only a bricklayer
and you a woman who loves the man who runs a drug store.

I don't care like I used to; I lay bricks straighter than I
used to and I sing slower handling the trowel afternoons.

When the sun is in my eyes and the ladders are shaky and the
mortar boards go wrong, I think of you.


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  • (6/29/2006 5:03:00 PM)


    I'm seeing Sandburg in a new light. Its clear that he saw society as insane. It wears on a person, til the light of life drains out of them and they lose the will to live. He must have been a very lonely man. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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