THE WEST window is a panel of marching onions.
Five new lilacs nod to the wind and fence boards.
The rain dry fence boards, the stained knot holes, heliograph a peace.
(How long ago the knee drifts here and a blizzard howling at the knot holes, whistling winter war drums?)

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 1. Panels
Volume: Smoke and Steel
- X. Panels
Year: Published/Written in 1922
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