Mourning her dead child, this writer chose to read a poem echoing the infant Moses story.
Tag Archives: Carl Sandburg
Blake on Trump’s Breast-Feeding Attack
With yet another Trumpian attack on poor children, I turn once again to William Blake.
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America as a Mixed Nut Bowl
In “Immigrant Picnic,” Djanikian captures the rich mixing that America’s welcoming of immigrants has given us.
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Memorial Day: I Am the Grass, I Cover All
Carl Sandburg’s outward stoicism masks a deep grief as he memorializes those killed in battle in “Grass.”
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Headed for the City of Big Shoulders
I use a vacation visit to Chicago as an excuse to revisit Sandburg’s famous poem.
Fed’s Little Cat Feet, Rafa’s Bullish Force
The Federer and Nadal era may be over. Here they are described in Flaubert, James Patterson, and Carl Sandburg terms.
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Libya: Gargoyle Laughing, Fist Pounding
First Muammar Gaddafi, Guernica-like, bombed his people. Now the United States and several western countries are bombing Gaddafi. As this Carl Sandburg poem makes clear, the nightmare has no end: Gaddafi jeering and Allied responding go on and on (if not in Libya, then elsewhere) as America enters its third war in ten years. Gargoyle […]
A Tribute to the Workers of the World
Here’s a special Labor Day post for the workers of the world—those who have jobs and those who don’t, those who are overworked and those who are underemployed, those who are treated fairly and those who are exploited, those who are just starting out and those who have been working for a long time, those […]
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