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Carl Sandburg had inlisted in war, but saw no action. It was a very
boring time of drills and toiling around. The imagery described in this
poem reflects his childhood of working on a farm. Poetry reflects personal
views on information and contributes thoughts and memories in your head.
When Carl Sandburg wrote this, i feel he was writing it directly to the
heart, he wanted to see action. He had heard of all the honor and valor
that comes with your wounds made from the war. I feel it is a poetic
version of the many feelings in not only his head, but in the character of
Henry in "The Red Badge of Courage". It is truly wonderful!
Misty from United States