Poems by Carl Sandburg
Hemlock and Cedar
... d wool yarn of Oscars stocking cap is seen from the shingle mill to the ridge of hemlock and cedar ...
High Conspiratorial Person
... l wring one reluctant desperate drop of blood, one honest-to-God spot of red speaking a mother-heart ...
Hits and Runs
... was hoarse calling balls and strikes and outs and the umpires throat fought in the dust for a song ...
Hoodlums
... t us kill, kill, killfor the torsoes of the women are tireless and the loins of the men are strong ...
Horse Fiddle
... ve nothing of it all, pay me nothing, open your window for the other singers and keep it shut for me ...
Horses and Men in Rain
... Launcelot, the hero, and Roland, the hero, and all the olden golden men who rode horses in the rain ...
House
... they went, says Joe, and the January wind howls and the zero air weaves laces on the window glass ...
How Much?
... This is the way the wind measures the weather ...
How Yesterday Looked
... The old men in the shanties looked on and lit their ...
Hydrangeas
... petals. Waiting, they look over the fence for what ...
I Sang
... I sang O reckless free-hearted ...
Ice Handler
... pair of fists. He spends a dollar or so every Saturday night on a two ...
Illinois Farmer
... beard zero mornings when the snow lay white on the yellow ears in the bushel basket at the corncrib, ...
In a Back Alley
... Dead lover of boys, what do you ask for now ...
In a Breath
... large cool sponges, large cool fishes, large cool valleys ...
