Poems by Carl Sandburg
They Will Say
... And the glimmers that played in the grass under the great sky, ...
Thin Strips
... Under a peach tree I saw petals scattered ...
Three Balls
... an before, and a yellow cat sleeping in a patch of sun alongside the family bible with the hasps off ...
Three Ghosts
... The People. Faded off into the twilights the names are forgotten ...
Three Pieces on the Smoke of Autumn
... fall, the red ember glow, and three muskrats swim west in a fan of ripples on a sheet of river gold ...
Three Spring Notations on Bipeds
... e the ten together were a feather of foam bubble, a chrysanthemum whirl speaking to silver and azure ...
Three Violins
... Somebody like you was in the heart of MacDowell ...
Threes
... e said: Tell me how to say three things and I always get bygimme a plate of ham and eggshow much ...
Throw Roses
... THROW roses on the sea where the dead went down ...
Throwbacks
... Red dabs of dawn summer mornings and the rain sliding off our shoulders summer afternoons ...
Timber Wings
... the gray wing pigeons way of telling it all, telling it to the walnuts and hazel, telling it to me ...
To a Contemporary Bunkshooter
... people hope. You come along squirting words at us, shaking your fist ...
To Beachey, 1912
... Only a man, A far fleck of shadow on the east ...
To Certain Journeymen
... by the shovels.Your day's work is done with laughter many days of the year, ...
Trafficker
... Of her beauty wasted, body faded, claims gone, ...
