They Ask Each Other Where They Came From Poem by Carl Sandburg
They Ask Each Other Where They Came From
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AM I the river your white birds fly over?
Are you the green valley my silver channels roam?
The two of us a bowl of blue sky day time and a bowl of red stars night time?
Who picked you
out of the first great whirl of nothings
and threw you here?
Monday, January 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,green,red,river,silver
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8/11/2026 5:56:02 PM # rel_20260811T123139Z_a98d49b
Reading this puts a great big smile on my face- -he paints a scene so quick and sure and then asks the greatest philosophical question of all times in such a beautiful way