Carl Sandburg (Карл Сэндберг)

Potomac Town in February

The bridge says:
Come across, try me; see how good I am.
The big rock in the river says:
Look at me; learn how to stand up.
The white water says:
I go on; around, under, over, I go on.
A kneeling, scraggly pine says:
I am here yet; they nearly got me last year.
A sliver of moon slides by on a high wind calling:
I know why; I'll see you to-morrow;
I'll tell you everything to-morrow.

1. Old-fashioned Requited Love
2. Baby Vamps
3. Kin
4. Haunts
5. Summer Stars

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