Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

On The Breakwater - Poem by Carl Sandburg

On the breakwater in the summer dark, a man and a girl are sitting,
She across his knee and they are looking face into face
Talking to each other without words, singing rythms in silence to each other.

A funnel of white ranges the blue dusk from an outgoing boat,
Playing its searchlight, puzzled, abrupt, over a streak of green,
And two on the breakwater keep their silence, she on his knee.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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