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| 971. | Poppies by Carl Sandburg | | She loves blood-red poppies for a garden to walk in.
In a loose white gown she walks
and a new child tugs at cords in her body.
Her head ... |
| 972. | Population Drifts by Carl Sandburg | | NEW-MOWN hay smell and wind of the plain made her
a woman whose ribs had the power of the hills in
them and her hands were tough for work and there
... |
| 973. | Portrait by Carl Sandburg | | (For S. A.)TO write one book in five years
or five books in one year,
to be the painter and the thing painted,
… where are we, bo?
Wait—ge... |
| 974. | Portrait of a Motor Car by Carl Sandburg | | IT’S a lean car … a long-legged dog of a car … a gray-ghost eagle car.
The feet of it eat the dirt of a road … the wings of it eat the hills.... |
| 975. | Potato Blossom Songs and Jigs by Carl Sandburg | | RUM tiddy um,
tiddy um,
tiddy um tum tum.
My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves.
I feel like tickling you under the ... |
| 976. | Potomac River Mist by Carl Sandburg | | ALL the policemen, saloonkeepers and efficiency experts in Toledo knew Bern Dailey; secretary ten years when Whitlock was mayor.
Pickpockets, yeggs, ... |
| 977. | Potomac Town in February by Carl Sandburg | | THE BRIDGE says: Come across, try me; see how good I am.
The big rock in the river says: Look at me; learn how to stand up.
The white water says: I ... |
| 978. | Prairie by Carl Sandburg | | I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of its women, gave me a song and a slogan.
Here the water wen... |
| 979. | Prairie Waters by Night by Carl Sandburg | | CHATTER of birds two by two raises a night song joining a litany of running water—sheer waters showing the russet of old stones remembering many rai... |
| 980. | Prayers After World War by Carl Sandburg | | WANDERING oversea dreamer,
Hunting and hoarse, Oh daughter and mother,
Oh daughter of ashes and mother of blood,
Child of the hair let down, and te... |
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