Poems by Carl Sandburg
Sandhill People
... nts, yet a coat all the stars and seas have worn, yet a face the beach wears between sunset and dusk ...
Shagbark Hickory
... Listening to the yes and the no of a womans hands, ...
Sketch
... Wavelets crumble and white spent bubbles ...
Still Life
... s place at a window with the serenity of a bronze statue on a dark night when lovers pass whispering ...
Sunset From Omaha Hotel Window
... Another yellow plunger shoots the dark ...
Testimony Regarding a Ghost
... A smear of red on his strong raw lips, ...
The South Wind Say So
... saying over a song learnt from the south wind, ...
To a Dead Man
... The flickering shadows have not answered ...
Under a Hat Rim
... Beat in my ear like the restless surf ...
Under A Telephone Pole
... Slim against the sun I make not even a clear line of shadow ...
Under the Harvest Moon
... And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions ...
White Hands
... ng hours and in her sleep moaned restlessly attempting to clean imaginary soiled spots off her hands ...
Whitelight
... YOUR whitelight flashes the frost to-night ...
Wilderness
... zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness ...
Wind Song
... ng ago I learned how to listen to the singing wind and how to forget and how to hear the deep whine, ...
