Glimmer Poem by Carl Sandburg

Glimmer



LET down your braids of hair, lady.
Cross your legs and sit before the looking-glass
And gaze long on lines under your eyes.
Life writes; men dance.
And you know how men pay women.

Monday, January 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,hair,women
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