Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Mask - Poem by Carl Sandburg

Fling your red scarf faster and faster, dancer.
It is summer and the sun loves a million green leaves, masses of green.
Your red scarf flashes across them calling and a-calling.
The silk and flare of it is a great soprano leading a chorus
Carried along in a rouse of voices reaching for the heart of the world.
Your toes are singing to meet the song of your arms:

Let the red scarf go swifter.
Summer and the sun command you.

Comments about Mask by Carl Sandburg

  • (5/15/2009 12:56:00 PM)

    This vividly brings forth the image of a gypsy dancer or flamenco danced outside under the sun, vibrant, filled with fantasy and joy. The poem seems to be a celebration of summer and colorful abandon. (Report) Reply

    2 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: summer, red, green, song, sun, world, heart

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

[Report Error]