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Jan. 6th, 2005 02:45 pmToday (or maybe yesterday) is Carl Sandburg's birthday. I don't like much poetry, but I like his. Here's my favorite:
Limited
I am riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains of the
nation.
Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air go fifteen
all-steel coaches holding a thousand people.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men and
women laughing in the diners and sleepers shall pass to
ashes.)
I ask a man in the smoker where he is going and he answers:
"Omaha."
-CARL SANDBURG FROM CHICAGO POEMS
Limited
I am riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains of the
nation.
Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air go fifteen
all-steel coaches holding a thousand people.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men and
women laughing in the diners and sleepers shall pass to
ashes.)
I ask a man in the smoker where he is going and he answers:
"Omaha."
-CARL SANDBURG FROM CHICAGO POEMS
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Date: 2005-01-06 09:37 pm (UTC)in literary solidarity ^.^
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Date: 2005-01-06 10:30 pm (UTC)