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(Created page with "<meta author="Sandburg, Carl" year_of_publication="1920" genre="Poetry" publisher="New York: Harcourt, Brace and Howe" journal="Smoke and Steel" page_range="41" /> <annotations> == Clean Curtains == <paragraph keywords=""> <poem> New neighbors came to the corner house at Congress and Green streets. </poem> </paragraph> <paragraph keywords=""> <poem> The look of their clean white curtains was the sam eas the rim of a nun's bonnet. </poem> </paragraph> <par...") |
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New neighbors came to the corner house at Congress | New neighbors came to the corner house at Congress and Green streets. | ||
and Green streets. | |||
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The look of their clean white curtains was the | The look of their clean white curtains was the same as the rim of a nun's bonnet. | ||
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One way was an oyster pail factory, one way they | One way was an oyster pail factory, one way they made candy, one way paper boxes, strawboard cartons. | ||
made candy, one way paper boxes, strawboard | |||
cartons. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
</paragraph> | </paragraph> | ||
<paragraph keywords="car, car part, pollution, | <paragraph keywords="car, truck, car part, pollution, dust"> | ||
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The warehouse trucks shook the dust of the ways | The warehouse trucks shook the dust of the ways loose and the wheels whirled dust—there was dust of hoof and wagon wheel and rubber tire— dust of police and fire wagons—dust of the winds that circled at midnights and noon listening to no prayers. | ||
loose and the wheels whirled | |||
dust of hoof and wagon wheel and rubber | |||
dust of police and fire | |||
that circled at midnights and noon listening to no | |||
prayers. | |||
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"O mother, I know the heart of you," I sang passing | "O mother, I know the heart of you," I sang passing the rim of a nun's bonnet—O white curtains—and people clean as the prayers of Jesus here in the faded ramshackle at Congress and Green. | ||
the rim of a nun's | |||
people clean as the prayers of Jesus here in the | |||
faded ramshackle at Congress and Green. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
</paragraph> | </paragraph> | ||
<paragraph keywords="car, car part, pollution, sound"> | <paragraph keywords="car, truck, car part, dust, pollution, wind, sound"> | ||
<poem> | <poem> | ||
Dust and the thundering trucks | Dust and the thundering trucks won—the barrages of the street wheels and the lawless wind took their way—was it five weeks or six the little mother, the new neighbors, battled and then took away the white prayers in the windows? | ||
the street wheels and the lawless wind took their | |||
the new neighbors, battled and then took away | |||
the white prayers in the windows? | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
</paragraph> | </paragraph> | ||
</annotations> | </annotations> | ||
Latest revision as of 14:50, 16 July 2024
| Author | Sandburg, Carl |
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| Genre | Poetry |
| Journal or Book | Smoke and Steel |
| Publisher | Harcourt, Brace and Howe |
| Year of Publication | 1920 |
| Pages | 41 |
| Additional information | - |
New neighbors came to the corner house at Congress and Green streets.
The look of their clean white curtains was the same as the rim of a nun's bonnet.
One way was an oyster pail factory, one way they made candy, one way paper boxes, strawboard cartons.
The warehouse trucks shook the dust of the ways loose and the wheels whirled dust—there was dust of hoof and wagon wheel and rubber tire— dust of police and fire wagons—dust of the winds that circled at midnights and noon listening to no prayers.
"O mother, I know the heart of you," I sang passing the rim of a nun's bonnet—O white curtains—and people clean as the prayers of Jesus here in the faded ramshackle at Congress and Green.
Dust and the thundering trucks won—the barrages of the street wheels and the lawless wind took their way—was it five weeks or six the little mother, the new neighbors, battled and then took away the white prayers in the windows?
