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Best Famous Goner Poems

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Written by Carl Sandburg | Create an image from this poem

Sunset From Omaha Hotel Window

 INTO the blue river hills
The red sun runners go
And the long sand changes
And to-day is a goner
And to-day is not worth haggling over.
Here in Omaha The gloaming is bitter As in Chicago Or Kenosha.
The long sand changes.
To-day is a goner.
Time knocks in another brass nail.
Another yellow plunger shoots the dark.
Constellations Wheeling over Omaha As in Chicago Or Kenosha.
The long sand is gone and all the talk is stars.
They circle in a dome over Nebraska.


Written by Carl Sandburg | Create an image from this poem

Ossawatomie

 I DON’T know how he came,
shambling, dark, and strong.
He stood in the city and told men: My people are fools, my people are young and strong, my people must learn, my people are terrible workers and fighters.
Always he kept on asking: Where did that blood come from? They said: You for the fool killer, you for the booby hatch and a necktie party.
They hauled him into jail.
They sneered at him and spit on him, And he wrecked their jails, Singing, “God damn your jails,” And when he was most in jail Crummy among the crazy in the dark Then he was most of all out of jail Shambling, dark, and strong, Always asking: Where did that blood come from? They laid hands on him And the fool killers had a laugh And the necktie party was a go, by God.
They laid hands on him and he was a goner.
They hammered him to pieces and he stood up.
They buried him and he walked out of the grave, by God, Asking again: Where did that blood come from?

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