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Sandburg,
Carl
An American poet, historian, novelist, balladeer and folklorist.. American poet writer and editor; three Pulitzer Prizes
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Just Before April Came
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Written by:
Carl
Sandburg
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THE SNOW piles in dark places are gone.
Pools by the railroad tracks shine clear.
The gravel of all shallow places shines.
A white pigeon reels and somersaults.
Frogs plutter and squdge—and frogs beat the air with a recurring thin steel sliver of melody.
Crows go in fives and tens; they march their black feathers past a blue pool; they celebrate an old festival.
A spider is trying his webs, a pink bug sits on my hand washing his forelegs.
I might ask: Who are these people?
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