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Rusty Crimson

Written by: Carl Sandburg | Biography
 | Quotes (39) |
 (Chirstmas Day, 1917)THE FIVE O’CLOCK prairie sunset is a strong man going to sleep after a long day in a cornfield.
The red dust of a rusty crimson is fixed with two fingers of lavender.
A hook of smoke, a woman’s nose in charcoal and … nothing.
The timberline turns in a cover of purple.
A grain elevator humps a shoulder.
One steel star whisks out a pointed fire.
Moonlight comes on the stubble.
“Jesus in an Illinois barn early this morning, the baby Jesus … in flannels …”

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