Poetic Openings : Carl Sandburg to Carl Sandburg
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Plowboy :
First Line : After the last red sunset glimmer,
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Poems Done On A Late Night Car :
First Line : I. CHICKENS
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Pool :
First Line : Out of the fire
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Poppies :
First Line : She loves blood-red poppies for a garden to walk in.
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Population Drifts :
First Line : New-mown hay smell and wind of the plain made her
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Potomac River Mist :
First Line : All the policemen, saloonkeepers and efficiency experts in Toledo
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Ready To Kill :
First Line : Ten minutes now I have been looking at this.
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Salvage :
First Line : Guns on the battle lines have pounded now a year
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Sheep :
First Line : Thousands of sheep, soft-footed, black-nosed sheep—
Poet : Carl Sandburg :
Poem : Shirt :
First Line : I remember once I ran after you and tagged the fluttering
