Poems by Carl Sandburg

Poems by Carl Sandburg

Languages, by Carl Sandburg

There are no handles upon a language
Whereby men take hold of it
And mark it with signs for its...

In a Breath, by Carl Sandburg

     To the Williamson BrothersHigh noon. White sun flashes on the Michigan Avenue asphalt. Drum ...

Back Yard, by Carl Sandburg

Shine on, O moon of summer.
Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,
All silver under y...

Theme in Yellow, by Carl Sandburg

I spot the hills
With yellow balls in autumn.
I light the prairie cornfields
Orange and tawny ...

Follies, by Carl Sandburg

The blossoms of lilac,
And shattered,
The atoms of purple.
Green dip the leaves, ...

How Much?, by Carl Sandburg

How much do you love me, a million bushels?
Oh, a lot more than that, Oh, a lot more.


Autumn Movement, by Carl Sandburg

I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.

The field of cornflower yellow i...

Summer Stars, by Carl Sandburg

Bend low again, night of summer stars.
So near you are, sky of summer stars,
So near, a long-arm...

Under the Harvest Moon, by Carl Sandburg

Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the...

Window, by Carl Sandburg

Night from a railroad car window
Is a great, dark, soft thing
Broken across with slashes of light.

Fire Dreams, by Carl Sandburg

(Written to be read aloud, if so be, Thanksgiving Day)
I remember here by the fire,
In the flicke...

Handfuls, by Carl Sandburg

Blossoms of babiesBlinking their storiesCome softOn the dusk and the babble;Little red gamblers,H...

Cahoots, by Carl Sandburg

Play it across the table.What if we steal this city blind?If they want any thing let 'em nail it ...

Remorse, by Carl Sandburg

The horse's name was Remorse.There were people said, "Gee, what a nag!"And they were Edgar Allan ...

Mag, by Carl Sandburg

I wish to God I never saw you, Mag.
I wish you never quit your job and came along with me.
I wish...