Poem by Carl Sandburg

Three Violins

Three violins are trying their hearts. 
The piece is MacDowell’s Wild Rose. 
   And the time of the wild rose       
   And the leaves of the wild rose     
And the dew-shot eyes of the wild rose
Sing in the air over three violins.      
Somebody like you was in the heart of MacDowell.
Somebody like you is in three violins.

1. Old-fashioned Requited Love
2. Subway
3. Baby Vamps
4. Kin
5. Hope Is a Tattered Flag

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