Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Cool Tombs - Poem by Carl Sandburg

When Abraham Lincoln was shoveled into the tombs he forgot
the copperheads and the assassin . . . in the dust, in the
cool tombs.

And Ulysses Grant lost all thought of con men and Wall Street,
cash and collateral turned ashes . . . in the dust, in the
cool tombs.

Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in
November or a pawpaw in May, did she wonder? does she
remember? . . . in the dust, in the cool tombs?

Take any streetful of people buying clothes and groceries,
cheering a hero or throwing confetti and blowing tin
horns . . . tell me if the lovers are losers . . . tell me if any
get more than the lovers . . . in the dust . . . in the cool

Comments about Cool Tombs by Carl Sandburg

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (8/9/2016 2:48:00 PM)

    What a coincidence, I read some poems of Abraham Lincoln today only and then read this excellent poem... (Report) Reply

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  • (2/14/2010 9:05:00 PM)

    I always loved Carl Sandburg. His love for Lincoln was great. The first book I ever read was his biography of Abraham Lincoln-when I was twelve years old. It reads like poetry, even though not always historically accurate. He wrote other poems about Lincoln other than 'Cool Tombs.' For more on Sandburg visit: http: // (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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