Monosyllabic Poem by Carl Sandburg

Monosyllabic

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Let me be monosyllabic to-day, O Lord.
Yesterday I loosed a snarl of words on a fool, on a child.
To-day, let me be monosyllabic . . . . a crony of old men who wash sunlight in their fingers and enjoy slow-pacing clocks.

Friday, January 3, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: old,child,clocks
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