Smoke of the leaves in autumn another Smoke of a steel mill roof or a battleship funnel, They all go up in a line with a smokestack, Or they twist in the slow twist of the wind If the north wind comes they run to the south If the west wind comes they run to the east By this sign all smokes know each other Smoke of the fields in spring and leaves in autumn, Smoke of the finished steel, chilled and blue, By the oath of work they swear I know you Hunted and hissed from the center Deep down long ago when God made us over, Deep down are the cinders we came from You and I and our heads of smoke Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don t occur in the book About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.Forgotten Books Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text Read books online for free at www.forgottenbooks.org...
|Title||:||Smoke and Steel (Classic Reprint)|
|Publisher||:||Forgotten Books May 26, 2012|
|Number of Pages||:||286 pages|
|File Size||:||884 KB|
|Status||:||Available For Download|
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Smoke and Steel (Classic Reprint) Reviews
I have been reading Carl Sandburg all my life. I can't say anything that has not already been said. Sandburg remains wonderful!
I recalled a collection by Sandburg entitled Harvest Poems. In this was a copy of the Hangman poem, it was a joy to read this and many others again.