Poems by Carl Sandburg
Bilbea
... I was at the old place and the other girls were there, but no Bilbea ...
Blizzard Notes
... A cradle moon rides out of a torn hole in the ragbag top of the sky ...
Blue Island Intersection
... In and out all day horses with thoughts of nose-bags, ...
Blue Maroons
... She swept The upstairs and came downstairs to fix ...
Boy and Father
... the raindrops on the window glass and the raindrops sliding off the green blinds and down the siding ...
Branches
... y have had a long cool beautiful night of it with their partners learning this years song of April ...
Brass Keys
... hone book for us to call and ask the why, the wherefore, and the howbeit its a riddle by God ...
Bringers
... COVER me over In dusk and dust and dreams ...
Broadway
... Have gone to their ashes of life and its roses, ...
Broken Tabernacles
... the hypocrites keep on singing their own names in their long noses every Sunday in these tabernacles ...
Broken-face Gargoyles
... ays to the ends of the street for the new people, the young strangers, coming, coming, always coming ...
Bronzes
... is falling. Lincoln in bronze stands among the white lines of snow, ...
Buffalo Bill
... rairies, dark nights, lonely wagons, and the crack-crack of rifles sputtering flashes into an ambush ...
Caboose Thoughts
... She had eyes; she was safe as the bridge over the Mississippi at Burlington ...
Cadenza
... In summer the stars speak deep thoughts ...
