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• Poetry is the harnessing of the paradox of earth cradling life and then entombing it.

  Carl Sandburg

  Earth, Paradox, Poetry Is

  Carl Sandburg (2015). “Harvest Poems: 1910-1960”, p.77, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is statement of a series of equations, with numbers and symbols changing like the changes of mirrors, pools, skies, the only never-changing sign being the sign of infinity.

  Carl Sandburg

  Mirrors, Sky, Numbers

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.318, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is a kinetic arrangement of static syllables.

  Carl Sandburg

  Static, Poetry Is, Arrangements

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.319, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is the arithmetic of the easiest way and the primrose path, matched up with foam-flanked horses, bloody knuckles, and bones, on the hard ways to the stars.

  Carl Sandburg

  Horse, Stars, Foam

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.319, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is an enumeration of birds, bees, babies, butterflies, bugs, bambinos, babayagas, and bipeds, beating their way up bewildering bastions.

  Carl Sandburg

  Baby, Butterfly, Bird

  Carl Sandburg (1928). “Smoke and steel: Slabs of the sunburnt West. Good morning, America”, Harcourt, Brace and World

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• I learned you can't trust the judgment of good friends.

  Carl Sandburg

  Trust, Good Friend, Judgment

  Carl Sandburg, Margaret Sandburg, George Hendrick (1983). “Ever the winds of chance”, Univ of Illinois Pr

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• Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations.

  Carl Sandburg

  Horizon, Fading, Explanation

  Carl Sandburg (2015). “Harvest Poems: 1910-1960”, p.77, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• I'll die propped up in bed trying to do a poem about America.

  Carl Sandburg

  America, Trying, Bed

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• A tough will counts. So does desire.So does a rich soft wanting.Without rich wanting nothing arrives.

  Carl Sandburg

  Desire, Doe, Tough

  Carl Sandburg (2015). “The People, Yes”, p.26, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is a tracing of the trajectories of a finite sound to the infinite points of its echoes.

  Carl Sandburg

  Echoes, Sound, Infinite

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is a slipknot tightened around a time-beat of one thought, two thoughts, and a last interweaving thought there is not yet a number for.

  Carl Sandburg

  Two, Numbers, Lasts

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• The wind bit hard at Valley Forge one Christmas.
  Soldiers tied rags on their feet.
  Red footprints wrote on the snow...

  Carl Sandburg

  War, Wind, Feet

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.282, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• We had two grand antique professors who had been teaching at Lombard since before I was born.

  Carl Sandburg

  Teaching, Two, Literature

  Carl Sandburg, Margaret Sandburg, George Hendrick (1999). “Ever the Winds of Chance”, p.12, University of Illinois Press

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• Man is a long time coming. Man will yet win. Brother may yet line up with brother: This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.There are men who can't be bought.

  Carl Sandburg

  Brother, Winning, Men

  Carl Sandburg (2015). “Harvest Poems: 1910-1960”, p.136, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.

  Carl Sandburg

  Respect, Ocean, Sea

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.393, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is a sequence of dots and dashes, spelling depths, crypts, cross-lights, and moon wisps.

  Carl Sandburg

  Moon, Light, Depth

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• Poetry is a plan for a slit in the face of a bronze fountain goat and the path of fresh drinking water.

  Carl Sandburg

  Drinking, Water, Goats

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• The impact of television on our culture is just indescribable.

  Carl Sandburg

  Impact, Culture, Television

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• Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.

  Carl Sandburg

  Rainbow, Poetry, Going Away

  Carl Sandburg (2015). “Harvest Poems: 1910-1960”, p.77, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• There have been as many varieties of socialists as there are wild birds that fly in the woods and sometimes go up and on through the clouds.

  Carl Sandburg

  Clouds, Bird, Woods

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• We read Robert Browning's poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough.

  Carl Sandburg

  Literature, Guidance, Enough

  Carl Sandburg, Margaret Sandburg, George Hendrick (1999). “Ever the Winds of Chance”, p.33, University of Illinois Press

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• Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.

  Carl Sandburg

  Life, Animal, Air

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• Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work. I am the grass. I cover all.

  Carl Sandburg

  Work, Body, Plant

  "Grass" l. 1 (1918)

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• The people know what the land knows.

  Carl Sandburg

  Land, People, Knows

  1936 The People,Yes.

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• Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.

  Carl Sandburg

  Wings, Bucks, March

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.318, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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