Maxioms by Carl Sandburg
Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work
In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes in the morning.
In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes in the morning.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
I am an idealist. I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way.
I am an idealist. I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way.
