Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Far Rockaway Night Till Morning - Poem by Carl Sandburg

WHAT can we say of the night?
The fog night, the moon night, the fog moon night last night?

There swept out of the sea a song.
There swept out of the sea-torn white plungers.
There came on the coast wind drive
In the spit of a driven spray,
On the boom of foam and rollers,
The cry of midnight to morning:
Hoi-a-loa.
Hoi-a-loa.
Hoi-a-loa.

Who has loved the night more than I have?
Who has loved the fog moon night last night more than I have?

Out of the sea that song
-can I ever forget it?
Out of the sea those plungers
-can I remember anything else?
Out of the midnight morning cry: Hoi-a-loa:
-how can I hunt any other songs now?


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 27, 2014



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