Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Old Woman - Poem by Carl Sandburg

The owl-car clatters along, dogged by the echo
From building and battered paving-stone.
The headlight scoffs at the mist,
And fixes its yellow rays in the cold slow rain;
Against a pane I press my forehead
And drowsily look on the walls and sidewalks.

The headlight finds the way
And life is gone from the wet and the welter—
Only an old woman, bloated, disheveled and bleared.
Far-wandered waif of other days,
Huddles for sleep in a doorway,
Homeless.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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