Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Chicago Poet - Poem by Carl Sandburg

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.
Everything I did he did.
I said, "Hello, I know you."
And I was a liar to say so.

Ah, this. looking-glass man!
Liar, fool, dreamer, play-actor,
Soldier, dusty drinker of dust--
Ah! he will go with me
Down the dark stairway
When nobody else is looking,
When everybody else is gone.

He locks his elbow in mine,
I lose all--but not him.


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    Is this how Sandberg saw himself? ...dusty drinker of dust...Was he a liar to say he knew himself? Or just a realist? ? The looking glass man will go with him (in death?) When everybody else is gone. I lose all (freinds, readers of my poems) - but not him. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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