Shine on, O moon of summer.
Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,
All silver under your rain to-night.

An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an
accordion.
A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next
month; to-night they are throwing you kisses.

An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits
in a cherry tree in his back yard.

The clocks say I must go–I stay here sitting on the
back porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.

Shine on, O moon,
Shake out more and more silver changes.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Carl Sandburg's poem Back Yard

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