Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Limited - Poem by Carl Sandburg

I am riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains
of the nation.
Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air
go fifteen all-steel coaches holding a thousand people.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men
and women laughing in the diners and sleepers shall
pass to ashes.)
I ask a man in the smoker where he is going and he
answers: "Omaha."


Comments about Limited by Carl Sandburg

  • Scotty Dogg (1/15/2012 8:16:00 PM)

    Know what you mean Martin. I liked it too. (Report)Reply

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  • (1/12/2012 11:56:00 PM)

    The choice of the word 'Omaha' just brings a big grin to my face. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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