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Blue Island Intersection

Written by: Carl Sandburg | Biography
 | Quotes (39) |
 SIX street ends come together here.
They feed people and wagons into the center.
In and out all day horses with thoughts of nose-bags, Men with shovels, women with baskets and baby buggies.
Six ends of streets and no sleep for them all day.
The people and wagons come and go, out and in.
Triangles of banks and drug stores watch.
The policemen whistle, the trolley cars bump: Wheels, wheels, feet, feet, all day.
In the false dawn when the chickens blink And the east shakes a lazy baby toe at to-morrow, And the east fixes a pink half-eye this way, In the time when only one milk wagon crosses These three streets, these six street ends, It is the sleep time and they rest.
The triangle banks and drug stores rest.
The policeman is gone, his star and gun sleep.
The owl car blutters along in a sleep-walk.



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