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“When the rose’s flash to the sunset Reels to the wrack and the twist, And the rose is a red bygone, When the face I love is going And the gate to the end shall clang, And it’s no use to beckon or say, “So long”— Maybe I’ll tell you then— some other time.”

Quote by Carl Sandburg

Work

The Complete Poems

This volume encompasses a wide array of poems, showcasing the poet's entire body of work, including various styles and themes. more

Author

Carl Sandburg
Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg was a prominent American poet, writer, journalist, and editor. Born on January 6, 1878, in Illinois, he passed away on July 22, 1967. His works primarily depicted rural life in America, industrialization, and the working class, with notable works including 'Chicago' and 'The American Songbag'. more

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