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Sandburg’s collection Chicago Poems (1916) was highly regarded, and he received the Pulitzer Prize for Corn Huskers (1918). His many subsequent books of poetry include The People, Yes (1936), Good Morning, America (1928), Slabs of the Sunburnt West (1922), and Smoke and Steel (1920).
By Carl Sandburg. Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work—. I am the grass; I cover all. And pile them high at Gettysburg. And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Shovel them under and let me work. Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor:
Carl Sandburg. 1878 –. 1967. The fog comes. on little cat feet. It sits looking. over harbor and city. on silent haunches.
Fog. By Carl Sandburg. The fog comes. on little cat feet. It sits looking. over harbor and city. on silent haunches.
Carl Sandburg. 1878 –. 1967. The monotone of the rain is beautiful, And the sudden rise and slow relapse. Of the long multitudinous rain. The sun on the hills is beautiful, Or a captured sunset sea-flung, Bannered with fire and gold. A face I know is beautiful— With fire and gold of sky and sea, And the peace of long warm rain.
Carl Sandburg’s ‘Fog‘ is a short and sweet “American Haiku” poem that demonstrates the author’s appreciation for nature. In the poem, the narrator describes the fog that hangs over the city as though it is a cat-like creature passing through.
Flash Crimson. Carl Sandburg’s ‘Flash Crimson’ is an emotionally charged, devotional poem where a speaker is eager to ask God for more hardships. It deals with the themes of devotion, morality, legacy, and the afterlife.
