Nesbit Likes: Grass by Carl Sandburg

Perhaps a sombre poem for a Friday feature but it certainly got the creative juices flowing. For those staying in to write tonight, it may bring some inspiration to the evening of verse moulding. It was a first find and a first read for me and I think it’s brilliant.
—–
Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Shovel them under and let me work—
                                          I am the grass; I cover all.

 

And pile them high at Gettysburg
And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.
Shovel them under and let me work.
Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor:
                                          What place is this?
                                          Where are we now?

 

                                          I am the grass.
                                          Let me work.
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