Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Haunts - Poem by Carl Sandburg

There are places I go when I am strong.
One is a marsh pool where I used to go
with a long-ear hound-dog.
One is a wild crabapple tree; I was there
a moonlight night with a girl.
The dog is gone; the girl is gone; I go to these
places when there is no other place to go.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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