THE TIME has gone by.
The child is dead.
The child was never even born.
Why go on? Why so much as begin?
How can we turn the clock back now
And not laugh at each other
As ashes laugh at ashes?

(C) Carl Sandburg
03/11/2017


Best Poems of Carl Sandburg

• Primer Lesson
• Muckers
• Happiness
• Dream Girl
• Upstairs
• Child
• Goldwing Moth
• Under The Harvest Moon
• Moonset
• Fire-logs
• The Hammer
• Circles Of Doors
• Hydrangeas
• Gone
• Losers
• Upstream
• Choices
• Passers-by
• Nigger
• Picnic Boat
• Onion Days