Poems by Carl Sandburg
Whiffletree
... The farm dogs look out of their eyes and keep thoughts from the corn cribs ...
Whirls
... thwest winds across North and South Dakotaor the spatter of winter spray on sea rocks of Kamchatka ...
White Ash
... a young man whose sweetheart married an older man for money burns with a sputtering uncertain flame ...
White Shoulders
... I remember And your shrug of laughter ...
Window
... Broken across with slashes of light ...
Winter Milk
... This is a high holy spatter of white on the reds and blues ...
Wistful
... Regrets fly kites in your eyes ...
Woman with a Past
... She was a thief and a whore and a kept woman, ...
Women Washing Their Hair
... and framed their eyes with dusk or chestnut ...
Working Girls
... walks. Green and gray streams run side by side in a river and ...
Yes, the Dead Speak to Us
... s or high in the air the bird nest with spotted blue eggs shaken in the roaming wind of the treetops ...
Young Bullfrogs
... Infinite mathematical metronomic croaks rose and spoke, ...
Young Sea
... It is the face of a rough mother speaking ...
Improved Farm Land
... onon corn belt, on a piece of Grand Prairie, to remember once it had a great singing family of trees ...
Sea Slant
... Up the horizon slant she limps ...
