Carl Sandburg

Nothing happens unless first a dream.

Nothing happens unless first a dream.

Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.

Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.

Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work

Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work

Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.

Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the read more

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?