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Carl Sandburg - Among the Red Guns

After waking at dawn one morning when the wind sang
low among dry leaves in an elm

AMONG the red guns,
In the hearts of soldiers
Running free blood
In the long, long campaign:
Dreams go on.

Among the leather saddles,
In the heads of soldiers
Heavy in the wracks and kills
Of all straight fighting:
Dreams go on.

Among the hot muzzles,
In the hands of soldiers
Brought from flesh-folds of women--
Soft amid the blood and crying--
In all your hearts and heads
Among the guns and saddles and muzzles:

Dreams go on,
Out of the dead on their backs,
Broken and no use any more:
Dreams of the way and the end go on.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 2. Among the Red Guns
Volume: Chicago Poems
- War Poems (1914-1915)
Year: Published/Written in 1914

Comment 1 of 1, added on September 30th, 2011 at 10:42 AM.

poem is so boring!

nayeli from China

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