Carl Sandburg Quotes - Page 11
And all poets love dust and mist because all the last answers. Go running back to dust and mist.
Carl Sandburg, Frances Schoonmaker Bolin (1995). “Carl Sandburg”, p.12, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.
Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
I fell in love, not deep, but I fell several times and then fell out.
Carl Sandburg, Margaret Sandburg, George Hendrick (1999). “Ever the Winds of Chance”, p.63, University of Illinois Press
Carl Sandburg (1928). “Smoke and steel: Slabs of the sunburnt West. Good morning, America”, Harcourt, Brace and World
Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.318, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Carl Sandburg, Margaret Sandburg, George Hendrick (1999). “Ever the Winds of Chance”, p.138, University of Illinois Press
Carl Sandburg, Margaret Sandburg, George Hendrick (1999). “Ever the Winds of Chance”, p.33, University of Illinois Press
What else have I done nearly all my life than go hungry and go on singing?
Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.224, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.213, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
I couldn't see myself filling some definite niche in what is called a career. This was all misty.
Carl Sandburg, Margaret Sandburg, George Hendrick (1999). “Ever the Winds of Chance”, p.11, University of Illinois Press