Poems by Carl Sandburg
The Windy City [sections 1 and 6]
... I am Chicago, I am a name given out by the breaths of working men, ...
Doors
... Doors forget but only doors know what it is ...
The Abracadabra Boys
... hey foregather and make pitty pat with each other in Latin and in their private pig Latin, very ofay ...
Number Man
... He said good-by as if good-by is a number ...
The Hammer
... Day by day And year by year ...
The Long Shadow of Lincoln: A Litany
... The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion ...
Mr. Attila
... rdon but we believe we have made some degree of progress on the residual qualities of the atom&rdquo ...
from The People, Yes
... “I have not willingly planted a thorn ...
Night Movement-New York
... In the night, when the trains and wagons start from a long way off ...
Dust
... Oh things one time dust, what else now is it ...
Noon Hour
... Cool-moving things out of the free open ways: ...
Primer Lesson
... When you let proud words go, it is not easy to call them back ...
Maybe
... And when he asks me I will say yes, ...
Offering And Rebuff
... Forgive me for speaking so soon ...
Love Beyond Keeping
... She had a box with a million red bandanas for him ...
