Dan Poem by Carl Sandburg

Dan



EARLY May, after cold rain the sun baffling cold wind.
Irish setter pup finds a corner near the cellar door, all sun and no wind,
Cuddling there he crosses forepaws and lays his skull
Sideways on this pillow, dozing in a half-sleep,
Browns of hazel nut, mahogany, rosewood, played off against each other on his paws and head.

Monday, January 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sideways,sleep,sun,wind
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