Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Graves - Poem by Carl Sandburg

I dreamed one man stood against a thousand,
One man damned as a wrongheaded fool.
One year and another he walked the streets,
And a thousand shrugs and hoots
Met him in the shoulders and mouths he passed.

He died alone.
And only the undertaker came to his funeral.

Flowers grow over his grave anod in the wind,
And over the graves of the thousand, too,
The flowers grow anod in the wind.

Flowers and the wind,
Flowers anod over the graves of the dead,
Petals of red, leaves of yellow, streaks of white,
Masses of purple sagging…
I love you and your great way of forgetting.


Comments about Graves by Carl Sandburg

  • (6/3/2018 5:34:00 PM)


    why did you state that random line? (Report) Reply

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  • (5/15/2009 12:05:00 PM)


    Flowers and time cover all, display their beauty and hide the deeds of those rare men who lived and stood for something. In death, all is forgotten. (Report) Reply

    (6/3/2018 5:33:00 PM)

    Why did you just state a random line in the poem?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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