Carl Sandburg
Carl Sandburg
Carl Sandburgwas an American poet, writer, and editor who won three Pulitzer Prizes: two for his poetry and one for his biography of Abraham Lincoln. During his lifetime, Sandburg was widely regarded as "a major figure in contemporary literature", especially for volumes of his collected verse, including Chicago Poems, Cornhuskers, and Smoke and Steel. He enjoyed "unrivaled appeal as a poet in his day, perhaps because the breadth of his experiences connected him with so many strands of American life",...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth6 January 1878
CountryUnited States of America
POETRY: A sliver of the moon lost in the belly of a golden frog.
So I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them: Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Poetry is the arithmetic of the easiest way and the primrose path, matched up with foam-flanked horses, bloody knuckles, and bones, on the hard ways to the stars.
Poetry is a mock of a cry at finding a million dollars and a mock of a laugh at losing it.
There are men and women so lonely they believe God, too, is lonely.
There are some people who can receive a truth by no other way than to have their understanding shocked and insulted
I asked the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me what is happiness. And I went to famous executives who boss the work of thousands of men. They all shook their heads and gave me a smile as though I was trying to fool with them. And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along the Desplaines river and I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with their women and children and a keg of beer and an accordion.
A tough will counts. So does desire.So does a rich soft wanting.Without rich wanting nothing arrives.
Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.
Poetry is a theorem of a yellow-silk handkerchief knotted with riddles, sealed in a balloon tied to the tail of a kite flying in a white wind against a blue sky in spring.
Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.
Poetry is a type-font design for an alphabet of fun, hate, love, death.
There is a warning love sends and the cost of it is never written till long afterward.
Poetry is the silence and speech between a wet struggling root of a flower and a sunlit blossom of that flower.