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Carl Sandburg - Pool

OUT of the fire
Came a man sunken
To less than cinders,
A tea-cup of ashes or so.
And I,
The gold in the house,
Writhed into a stiff pool.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 2. Pool
Volume: Chicago Poems
- Handfuls
Year: Published/Written in 1913
Poem of the Day: Nov 3 2012

Comment 1 of 1, added on November 3rd, 2012 at 2:41 AM.

Iím not of cinders, nor am I gold
Iím the forgotten patriot, and so I sing it:

Summer days and winter nights
On harsh prairies and mining sites
North and south and west and east
Give in utmost and get the least

Of country bread and milk and fruit
Fat masters eat and shadows loot
Trade not in honor, always toil
Have little rest, your bed on soil

Enter the mines and wish way out
Fire of the mills luxury sprout
Of blood and sweat railways straighten
Road and highways you build and strengthen

Greedy boss, low stand his money
Of strenuous bee he reaps the honey
Tires he never and often sleeps
Trout and meat in ugly lips

End of month, old symphony
News of wage cacophony
Petty sum wonít fill a basket
At building bank, stand there and ask it

To you brave men the nation owes
Richness and wealth, yet hope she knows
If patience sleeps, nightmare she bears
Of the up rise their castle hears

True patriots, forgotten ones
Sit in darkness, their master bans.
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