About Carl Sandburg
1878 - 1967/Male/AmericanA poet, writer, and editor known for his contemporary literature.
Selected Quotes
Poetry & Stories
Who Am I?
My head knocks against the stars.My feet are on the hilltops.
******
I am the ******.Singer of songs,
Offering and Rebuff
I could love youas dry roots love rain.
Elephants Are Different to Different People
Wilson and Pilcer and Snack stood before the zoo elephant. Wilson said, "What is its name? Is it from Asia or Africa? Who feedsit? Is it a he or a she? How old is it? Do they have twins? How much does
Personality
Musings of a Police Reporter in the Identification BureauYou have loved forty women, but you have only one thumb.You have led a hundred secret lives, but you mark only
About Carl Sandburg
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Who is Carl Sandburg?
1878 - 1967/Male/AmericanA poet, writer, and editor known for his contemporary literature.
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Kavishala has 50 poems and stories by Carl Sandburg, free to read on this page, along with selected quotes you can share.
Poems & Stories by Carl Sandburg
Who Am I?
My head knocks against the stars.My feet are on the hilltops.
******
I am the ******.Singer of songs,
Offering and Rebuff
I could love youas dry roots love rain.
Elephants Are Different to Different People
Wilson and Pilcer and Snack stood before the zoo elephant. Wilson said, "What is its name? Is it from Asia or Africa? Who feedsit? Is it a he or a she? How old is it? Do they have twins? How much does
Personality
Musings of a Police Reporter in the Identification BureauYou have loved forty women, but you have only one thumb.You have led a hundred secret lives, but you mark only
Weeds
FROM the time of the early radishesTo the time of the standing corn
Singing ******
YOUR bony head, Jazbo, O dock walloper,Those grappling hooks, those wheelbarrow handlers,
Hydrangeas
Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeasturn rust and go soon.
Home Thoughts
THE SEA rocks have a green moss.The pine rocks have red berries.
Wind Song
LONG ago I learned how to sleep,In an old apple orchard where the wind swept by counting its money and throwing it away,
Prairie
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 went down, the icebergs slid with gravel, the gaps and the valleys hissed, and the black loam came, and the yellow sandy loam.
Buffalo Dusk
THE BUFFALOES are gone.And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.
Selected Quotes by Carl Sandburg (चुनिंदा उद्धरण)
My head knocks against the stars.My feet are on the hilltops.
Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeasturn rust and go soon.
THE SEA rocks have a green moss.The pine rocks have red berries.
I could love youas dry roots love rain.
THE BUFFALOES are gone.And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.
YOUR bony head, Jazbo, O dock walloper,Those grappling hooks, those wheelbarrow handlers,
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