By night the skyscraper looms in the smoke and the stars and has a soul.
Carl SandburgTags: night
Nothing happens unless first a dream.
Carl SandburgTags: dream
I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going but I'm on the way.
Carl SandburgI don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.
Carl SandburgTags: progress
We can never possibly know what is about to happen: it is happening, each time, for the first time, for the only time.
Carl SandburgLay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a crowbar.
Let me pry loose old walls.
Let me lift and loosen old foundations.
Lay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a steel spike.
Drive me into the girders that hold a skyscraper together.
Take red-hot rivets and fasten me into the central girders.
Let me be the great nail holding a skyscraper through blue nights into white stars.
A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.
Carl SandburgPoetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what was seen during a moment.
Carl SandburgOne of the great Confederate combat leaders, General John B. Gordon, had sat at his horse and spoken farewell to his men. Some he had seen weeping as they folded burnt and shot-pierced battle flags and laid them on the stacked arms of surrender. As he told his troops his own grief he tried to give them hope to rebuild out of the poverty and ashes to which many would return. Gordon would never forget a Kentucky father who lost two sons, one dying for the North, the other for the South. Over the two graves of his soldier boys the father set up a joint monument inscribed "God knows which was right.
Carl SandburgTell no man anything, for no man listens
Yet hold thy lips ready to speak.
Tags: wisdom
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