Poems by Carl Sandburg
Peach Blossoms
... And Christ and Christ was in his mouth, ...
Pearl Fog
... To walk in the changing scarf of mist ...
Pencils
... Like you .. I counted the shooting stars of a winter ...
Pennsylvania
... Of miners wives waiting for the men to come home from the days work ...
People Who Must
... The people on a corner swarmed and the traffic cops whistle never let up all afternoon ...
People With Proud Chins
... Answers shrewd as the circles of white on brown chestnuts ...
Personality
... Police Reporter in the Identification BureauYOU have loved forty women, but you have only one thumb ...
Pick Offs
... mist the palace panels shut in nobodies ...
Pigeon
... This sings here as a womans sleep cry sings ...
Places
... Women bring Armfuls of flowers ...
Plaster
... Agatha, far past forty in a splendor of remembrance, says, I knew a real man once ...
Poems Done on a Late Night Car
... USED UP Lines based on certain regrets that come with rumination ...
Pool
... And I, The gold in the house, ...
Poppies
... Her head to the west at evening when the dew is creeping, ...
Population Drifts
... One child coughed its lungs away, two more have adenoids ...
