Maxioms by Carl Sandburg
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during read more
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during a moment.
Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
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 an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
