poet Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg

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June

Paula is digging and shaping the loam of a salvia,
Scarlet Chinese talker of summer.
Two petals of crabapple blossom blow fallen in Paula's
hair,
And fluff of white from a cottonwood.

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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  • Jane Moon (5/15/2009 12:26:00 PM)

    Here, the simple images of early summer's flowers and love of gardening bring joys.

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