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Carl Sandburg - Adelaide Crapsey

AMONG the bumble-bees in red-top hay, a freckled field of brown-eyed Susans dripping yellow leaves in July,
        I read your heart in a book.
 
And your mouth of blue pansy—I know somewhere I have seen it rain-shattered.
 
And I have seen a woman with her head flung between her naked knees, and her head held there listening to the sea, the great
naked sea shouldering a load of salt.
 
And the blue pansy mouth sang to the sea:
        Mother of God, I’m so little a thing,
        Let me sing longer,
        Only a little longer.
 
And the sea shouldered its salt in long gray combers hauling new shapes on the beach sand.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 4. Adelaide Crapsey
Volume: Cornhuskers
- Persons Half Known
Year: Published/Written in 1918

Comment 1 of 1, added on December 8th, 2011 at 1:02 PM.
Beautiful...

I love this poem. It is absolutely beautiful, especially when you consider the actual woman Adelaide Crapsey and the respect Sandburg had for her and her work.

Cassidy from United States

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