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Carl Sandburg
Age: 89 †
Born: 1878
Born: January 6
Died: 1967
Died: July 22
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Our lives are like a candle in the wind.
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Under the harvest moon, When the soft silver Drips shimmering Over the garden nights, Death, the gray mocker, Comes and whispers to you As a beautiful friend Who remembers.
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What is there more of in the world than anything else? Ends.
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I wrote poems in my corner of the Brooks Street station. I sent them to two editors who rejected them right off. I read those letters of rejection years later and I agreed with those editors.
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Often I look back and see that I had been many kinds of a fool-and that I had been happy in being this or that kind of fool.
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Men of ideas vanish when freedom vanishes.
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A tree is best measured when it is down - and so it is with people.
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Hog butcher for the world, Tool maker, stacker of wheat, Player with railroads and the nation's freight handler Stormy, husky, brawling, City of big shoulders.
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The people will live on.The learning and blundering people will live on.
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Who else speaks for the Family of Man? They are in tune and step with constellations of universal law.
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There is no song to your singing.
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Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.
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Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment.
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Poetry is a projection across silence of cadences arranged to break that silence with definite intentions of echoes, syllables, wave lengths.
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Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.
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Rest is not a word of free people. Rest is a monarchical word.
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A tough will counts. So does desire.So does a rich soft wanting.Without rich wanting nothing arrives.
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Poetry is a section of river-fog and moving boat-lights, delivered between bridges and whistles, so one says, 'Oh!' and another, 'How?'
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Poetry is the report of a nuance between two moments, when people say, 'Listen!' and 'Did you see it?' 'Did you hear it? What was it?'
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There are dreams stronger than death. Men and women die holding these dreams.
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