AFTER you have spent all the money modistes and manicures and mannikins will take for fixing you over into a thing the people
on the streets call proud and beautiful,
After the shops and fingers have worn out all they have and know and can hope to have and know for the sake of making you
what the people on the streets call proud and beautiful,
After there is absolutely nothing more to be done for the sake of staging you as a great enigmatic bird of paradise and they
must all declare you to be proud and beautiful,
After you have become the last word in good looks, insofar as good looks may be fixed and formulated, then, why then, there
is nothing more to it then, it is then you listen and see how voices and eyes declare you to be proud and beautiful

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 12. Proud and Beautiful
Volume: Smoke and Steel
- VIII. Circles of Doors
Year: Published/Written in 1922
Poem of the Day: Aug 6 2007
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