Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Honky Tonk In Cleveland, Ohio - Poem by Carl Sandburg

It's a jazz affair, drum crashes and coronet razzes.
The trombone pony neighs and the tuba jackass snorts.
The banjo tickles and titters too awful.
The chippies talk about the funnies in the papers.
The cartoonists weep in their beer.
Shop riveters talk with their feet
To the feet of floozies under the tables.
A quartet of white hopes mourn with interspersed snickers:
"I got the blues.
I got the blues.
I got the blues."
And . . . as we said earlier:
The cartoonists weep in their beer.


Comments about Honky Tonk In Cleveland, Ohio by Carl Sandburg

  • Molly Piper (4/13/2016 7:36:00 PM)


    This poem is beautiful! ! It has a strong message in the feel of music! (Report) Reply

    7 person liked.
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  • Alisha Castle (1/7/2016 1:50:00 AM)


    nice lovely and beautiful poem (Report) Reply

  • (12/12/2015 9:33:00 PM)


    I think Carl Sandburg likes Cleveland better than jazz; or maybe it is the other way round.
    Great to have music, but jazz and blues do not suit my mood. AM
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  • Sofia Kioroglou (9/21/2015 10:15:00 AM)


    I enjoyed reading it! A nice poem on music indeed! (Report) Reply

  • Phanice Wamukota (7/2/2015 2:44:00 AM)


    Mmmmmh, now me thinks we need the musical notes (Report) Reply

  • (3/3/2015 10:22:00 PM)


    A best poem on music and it is realistic too.likes. (Report) Reply

  • (4/14/2007 3:40:00 AM)


    Carl should read Nick Gaudio from the grave. Be it the very illustrious grave. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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