Poems ✍️

  04.10.2025
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Author: Carl Sandburg

Monosyllabic

Let me be monosyllabic to-day, O Lord.
Yesterday I loosed a snarl of words on a fool, on a child.
To-day, let me be monosyllabic . . . . a crony of old men who wash sunlight in
their fingers and enjoy slow-pacing clocks.




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