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Carl Sandburg's Poetry, by title

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  • I waited today for a freight train to pass.
    Cattle cars with steers butting their horns against the
    12 lines, 2 comments
  • Your western heads here cast on money,
    You are the two that fade away together,
    13 lines, 5 comments
  • There will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart,
    The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust.
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • A father sees his son nearing manhood.
    What shall he tell that son?
    43 lines
  • Now the stone house on the lake front is finished and the
    workmen are beginning the fence.
    9 lines, 1 comment
  • A million young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads,
    And the million are now under soil and their rottening flesh will in the years f
    8 lines
  • Close-mouthed you sat five thousand years and never
        let out a whisper.
    9 lines, 6 comments
  • The mouth of this man is a gaunt strong mouth.
    The head of this man is a gaunt strong head.
    18 lines
  • Sobs En Route to a Penitentiary
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • Every year Emily Dickinson sent one friend
    the first arbutus bud in her garden.
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • Among the bumble-bees in red-top hay, a freckled field of brown-eyed Susans dripping yellow leaves in July,
    I read your heart in a book.
    9 lines
  • The mare Alix breaks the world’s trotting record one day. I see her heels flash down the dust of an Illinois race track on a summer afternoon. I see the timekee
    11 lines
  • All day long in fog and wind,
    The waves have flung their beating crests
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • They were calling certain styles of whiskers by the name of “lilacs.”
    And another manner of beard assumed in their chatter a verbal guise
    10 lines
  • Jesus emptied the devils of one man into forty hogs and the hogs took the edge of a high rock and dropped off and down into the sea: a m
    25 lines
  • Among the red guns,
    In the hearts of soldiers
    23 lines, 1 comment
  • Poland, France, Judea ran in her veins,
    Singing to Paris for bread, singing to Gotham in a fizz at the pop of a bottle’s cork.
    24 lines
  • Smash down the cities.
    Knock the walls to pieces.
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • And  this will be all?
    And the gates will never open again?
    20 lines
  • Cross the hands over the breast here--so.
    Straighten the legs a little more--so.
    9 lines, 1 comment
  • Many things I might have said today.
    And I kept my mouth shut.
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Arithmetic is where numbers fly like pigeons in and out of your
    head.
    26 lines, 5 comments
  • Three walls around the town of Tela when I came.
    They expected everything of those walls;
    13 lines
  • Give me hunger,
    O you gods that sit and give
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.
    The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper sunburned woman, the mot
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • You came from the Aztecs
    With a copper on your fore-arms
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • I wanted a man's face looking into the jaws and throat
        of life
    20 lines
  • White moon comes in on a baby face.
    The shafts across her bed are flimmering.
    10 lines
  • There is a blue star, Janet,
    Fifteen years’ ride from us,
    11 lines, 2 comments
  • Baby vamps, is it harder work than it used to be?
    Are the new soda parlors worse than the old time saloons?
    9 lines
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