Poetry, Volume 12Harriet Monroe Modern Poetry Association, 1918 |
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Pagina 177
... chaff of a strawpile and the running wheat of the wagonboards , my cornhuskers , my harvest hands hauling crops , sing- ing dreams of women , worlds , horizons ? Rivers cut a path on flat lands . The mountains [ 177 ] Carl Sandburg.
... chaff of a strawpile and the running wheat of the wagonboards , my cornhuskers , my harvest hands hauling crops , sing- ing dreams of women , worlds , horizons ? Rivers cut a path on flat lands . The mountains [ 177 ] Carl Sandburg.
Pagina 179
... these in the dark of a thousand years ? A headlight searches a snowstorm . A funnel of white light shoots from over the pilot of the Pioneer Limited crossing Wisconsin . In the morning hours , in the dawn , The [ 179 ] Carl Sandburg.
... these in the dark of a thousand years ? A headlight searches a snowstorm . A funnel of white light shoots from over the pilot of the Pioneer Limited crossing Wisconsin . In the morning hours , in the dawn , The [ 179 ] Carl Sandburg.
Pagina 181
... old things go , and the earth is grizzled . The land and the people hold memories , even among the ant - hills and the angleworms , among the toads and woodroaches , among grave - stone writings rubbed out by [ 181 ] Carl Sandburg.
... old things go , and the earth is grizzled . The land and the people hold memories , even among the ant - hills and the angleworms , among the toads and woodroaches , among grave - stone writings rubbed out by [ 181 ] Carl Sandburg.
Pagina 183
... April rain on new - turned sod . O prairie girl , whoever leaves you only crimson poppies to talk with , whoever puts a good - by kiss on your lips and never comes back- There is a song deep as the fall - time [ 183 ] Carl Sandburg.
... April rain on new - turned sod . O prairie girl , whoever leaves you only crimson poppies to talk with , whoever puts a good - by kiss on your lips and never comes back- There is a song deep as the fall - time [ 183 ] Carl Sandburg.
Pagina 184
... Carl Sandburg ISLAND SONG Look you the flesh , how it has [ 184 ] POETRY : A Magazine of Verse.
... Carl Sandburg ISLAND SONG Look you the flesh , how it has [ 184 ] POETRY : A Magazine of Verse.
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