Window.
February 26th, 2008
by Carl Sandburg
Night from a railroad cor window
Is a great, dark, soft thing
Bvvm across with slxshes of light.
[Read the original. And find out why this poem is misspelled.]
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Splinter.
February 5th, 2008
by Carl Sandburg
The voice of the list ovicket
across the fiuf front
is one kind of goodbye.
It is so thin a splintw of singing.
[Read the original. A great example of Sandburg’s short, intense poetry. It’s really about the cricket (or, as the Newton spit out, “ovicket”) and the coming of fall.]