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Carl Sandburg - Poems Done On A Late Night CarCarl Sandburg - Poems Done On A Late Night Car
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I. CHICKENS I am The Great White Way of the city: When you ask what is my desire, I answer: "Girls fresh as country wild flowers, With young faces tired of the cows and barns, Eager in their eyes as the dawn to find my mysteries, Slender supple girls with shapely legs, Lure in the arch of their little shoulders And wisdom from the prairies to cry only softly at          the ashes of my mysteries." II. USED UP    Lines based on certain regrets that come with rumination               upon the painted faces of women on                   North Clark Street, Chicago               Roses,             Red roses,               Crushed In the rain and wind Like mouths of women Beaten by the fists of Men using them.     O little roses     And broken leaves     And petal wisps: You that so flung your crimson     To the sun Only yesterday. III. HOME Here is a thing my heart wishes the world had more of: I heard it in the air of one night when I listened To a mother singing softly to a child restless and angry     in the darkness.
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