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Carl Sandburg - Buckwheat

1THERE was a late autumn cricket,
And two smoldering mountain sunsets
Under the valley roads of her eyes.
  
There was a late autumn cricket,
A hangover of summer song,
Scraping a tune
Of the late night clocks of summer,
In the late winter night fireglow,
This in a circle of black velvet at her neck.
  
2In pansy eyes a flash, a thin rim of white light, a beach bonfire ten miles across dunes, a speck of a fool star in
night’s half circle of velvet.
  
In the corner of the left arm a dimple, a mole, a forget-me-not, and it fluttered a hummingbird wing, a blur in the honey-red
clover, in the honey-white buckwheat.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 38. Buckwheat
Volume: Smoke and Steel
- V. Mist Forms
Year: Published/Written in 1922
Poem of the Day: Nov 9 2012

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Comment 3 of 4, added on November 9th, 2012 at 3:23 AM.
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Stroll Near a War Cemetery:
Sprouting amid fresh green grass Stones
All lulled within peaceful green grove,
Sleeping below, the brave soldiers bones
And between the graves there flutters a dove
Feathers and the bones hear no cacophony
Here in melodious calm lay a war cemetery
And I every day walk near the place
Quietude and white stones within greenery admire
And long for the resting space
No shriek there up or low and no lust of desire
And no fighting voices of cacophony
And none of the shadows in the city
Then the tombs I leave behind and a song
And walk into confusion of vertical tall stones
Here and there echo the footsteps of a throng
And hollow speech of the competing tones
And dream of the morning walk I carry
Of tomorrows stroll near the war cemetery
Altair Laahad (All Rights Reserved)




Altair Laahad
Comment 2 of 4, added on March 14th, 2006 at 10:00 PM.

I'm doing a project, and I have to find poems that have to do with circles, and this poem would work because it repetes things over and over. It also works because mentions circles and I think this this is a nice interesting poem that I could use for it ! Thank you!

Jasmine from United States

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