Saturday, July 03, 2010

Saturday afternoon Great American Poetry 


 HOG Butcher for the World,
     Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
     Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
     Stormy, husky, brawling,
     City of the Big Shoulders:

They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I
     have seen your painted women under the gas lamps
     luring the farm boys.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it
     is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to
     kill again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the
     faces of women and children I have seen the marks
     of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who
     sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer
     and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing
     so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on
     job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the
     little soft cities;

Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning
     as a savage pitted against the wilderness,
          Building, breaking, rebuilding,
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with
     white teeth,
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young
     man laughs,
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has
     never lost a battle,
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse.
     and under his ribs the heart of the people,
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of
     Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog
     Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with
     Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.

Where I am now.


By Blogger pam, at Sat Jul 03, 02:47:00 PM:


By Anonymous Robert Arvanitis, at Sat Jul 03, 05:27:00 PM:

Second City.  

By Anonymous Anonymous, at Mon Jul 05, 01:47:00 PM:

Went to Chicago a couple of weeks ago - I REALLY wanted to like it, but couldn't stand it. Perhaps the "Chicago way" cliches...Not fair to blame a city of millions for the corruption of a few hundred, but that didn't stop Right Thinking People from hating Texas over the past 8 years.  

By Anonymous Anonymous, at Mon Jul 05, 01:49:00 PM:

Incidentally, I don't think the previous admin was corrupt. The comment could have meen misunderstood.  

By Blogger DEC, at Tue Jul 06, 03:53:00 PM:

Subj: Poet Carl Sandburg, who hailed Chicago as "Hog Butcher for the World"

During my junior year in high school, I worked part-time as a sales clerk in an exclusive department store.

A shabbily dressed old man in a red plaid shirt entered the store one day. He tried on several high-priced hats. Watching the guy from a distance, I turned to my boss and said, "That old man looks like a shoplifter."

"Go sell him a hat," my boss said. "That's Carl Sandburg."  

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