Letters To Dead Imagists by Carl Sandburg
EMILY DICKINSON: You gave us the bumble bee who has a soul, The everlasting traveler among the hollyhocks, And how God plays around a back yard garden.
STEVIE CRANE: War is kind and we never knew the kindness of war till you came; Nor the black riders and clashes of spear and shield out of the sea, Nor the mumblings and shouts that rise from dreams on call.
|