Carl Sandburg quotes

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There will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart,
The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust.
The buffaloes are gone.
And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of
women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger. ...
Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
tell me if the lovers are losers . . . tell me if any get more
than the lovers . . . in the dust . . . in the cool tombs.
Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in
The woman named Tomorrow
sits with a hairpin in her teeth
and takes her time
and the girls chanted:
We are the greatest city,
and the greatest nation:
nothing like us ever was.
Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Shovel them under and let me work--
I am the grass; I cover all.
Drum on your drums, batter on your banjos, sob on the long cool
winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.
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