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Corn Hut Talk

Written by: Carl Sandburg | Biography
 | Quotes (39) |
 WRITE your wishes
 on the door
 and come in.

Stand outside
 in the pools of the harvest moon.

Bring in
 the handshake of the pumpkins.

There’s a wish
 for every hazel nut?
There’s a hope
 for every corn shock?
There’s a kiss
 for every clumsy climbing shadow?

Clover and the bumblebees once,
high winds and November rain now.

Buy shoes
 for rough weather in November.
Buy shirts
 to sleep outdoors when May comes.

 Buy me
something useless to remember you by.
 Send me
a sumach leaf from an Illinois hill.

 In the faces marching in the firelog flickers,
In the fire music of wood singing to winter,
Make my face march through the purple and ashes.
Make me one of the fire singers to winter.



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