Carl Sandburg ( 10 of 25 )
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how read more
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. -Carl Sandburg.
Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.
I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.
I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.
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?
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.
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.
I never made a mistake in grammar but one in my life and as soon as I done it I read more
I never made a mistake in grammar but one in my life and as soon as I done it I seen it.
