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A few weeks ago, I was sorting through many of the items I had pulled from my parents’ home last year, before we sold it, and I came upon a small book that used to belong to my mother:
This school book from Grosset & Dunlap, published in 1935, contains my mother’s signature from when she was 8 years old and in grade 3 in Lowell, Massachusetts. (remember when they used to teach penmanship in elementary school??) This contains some real gems from children’s poetry’s past, including poems from folks like Dorothy Aldis, Rose Fyleman, Elizabeth Coatsworth…and this fellow:
While I would never attempt to equate myself with someone like Carl Sandburg, I do feel a bit of a kinship with him, as neither of us cared much for “modern” poetry – that is, the obtuse, convoluted, stream-of-consciousness sort of free verse that seems to pervade the annals of academia. In fact, he once called the contemporary poetry of his day, “a series of ear wigglings.”
Although he tended to write in free verse, Sandburg eschewed lofty words and esoteric imagery for simple, straight-forward yet beautiful language – much in the way Billy Collins does today. In fact, Sandburg’s close friend, Harry Golden, once called the poet “the voice of America singing” – and I suppose he was right.
Sandburg, by the way, had a great many experiences that shaped his personality and writing: he served in the Spanish-American War, spent time working for the Socialist Democratic Party in Wisconsin, and eventually landed in Chicago as a writer for the Chicago Daily News. The above poem was originally published in Sandburg’s first poetry collection, Chicago Poems (Cornell University Library, 1916), and as soon as I saw it in this collection I knew I had to share it here, now that autumn has finally arrived!
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8 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: An autumn treasure from Carl Sandburg”
I love the voice Sandburg has chosen, Matt. With Halloween celebrated in a different way this year, I guess carving the old jack o’ lanterns will be the best fun! Did you know that we have two full moons in October, one next week, October 1st, & the other on Halloween itself, a first for a long time! This is also wonderful because it came from your mother’s book! I’m glad you shared!
Now that you reminded me, I do recall hearing about the two full moons – which means the second one will be an official “blue moon!”
Love Carl Sandburg. And how lovely to find him in your mother’s book.
I did love seeing this poem inside. Thanks, Ruth!
Matt, since we are moving soon, I have also been cleaning out boxes of items my mother left. It is wonderful that you found this book and captured a poem that fills my thoughts of our upcoming fall.season. It still feels like summer here or at least that is what my heart says but there are signs of autumn in my neighborhood.
Thanks, Carol. It’s been in the upper-70’s here, but it gets down to below 50 at night, so I know the seasons are changing, whether I want them to or not. (And the trees’s colors are certainly gearing up for autumn!)
What a great find. I love the poem by Sandburg. It’s the perfect poem for autumn.
I felt so fortunate to have found it when I did!