Broadway

I shall never forget you, Broadway
Your golden and calling lights.

I'll remember you long,
Tall-walled river of rush and play.

Hearts that know you hate you
And lips that have given you laughter
Have gone to their ashes of life and its roses,
Cursing the dreams that were lost
In the dust of your harsh and trampled stones.

Carl Sandburg in The Complete Poems of

Do You Want Affidavits?

There's a hole in the bottom of the sea.
                               Do you want affidavits?
There's a man in the moon with money for you.
                               Do you want affidavits?
There are ten dancing girls in a sea-chamber off Nantucket waiting for you.
There are tall candles in Timbuctoo burning penance for you.
There are-anything else?
Speak now-for now we stand amid the great wishing window-and the  
    law says we are free to be wishing all this week at the windows.
Shall I raise my right hand and swear to you in the monotone of a notary
    public? this is "the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth."

Carl Sundburg in The Complete Poems

Fog

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

Carl Sandburg