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Saturday, May 1, 2010

At A Window - Carl Sandburg


Give me hunger, 
O you gods that sit and give 
The world its orders.


Give me hunger, pain and want, 
Shut me out with shame and failure 
From your doors of gold and fame, 
Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!


But leave me a little love, 
A voice to speak to me in the day end,


A hand to touch me in the dark room 
Breaking the long loneliness.


In the dusk of day-shapes 
Blurring the sunset, 
One little wandering, western star 
Thrust out from the changing shores of shadow.


Let me go to the window, 
Watch there the day-shapes of dusk 
And wait and know the coming 
Of a little love.


3 comments:

  1. Brilliant! What a great idea to add poetry to the pictures of the hotties! That should appease the robots.

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  2. carl sandburg is rad! i used to visit relatives in the town of his birth and was obsessed with going to his childhood home which was a mini museum.

    xxalainaxx

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