Poem A Day – Oct. 17, 2016

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Lost

Carl Sandburg

Desolate and lone
All night long on the lake
Where fog trails and mist creeps,
The whistle of a boat
Calls and cries unendingly,
Like some lost child
In tears and trouble
Hunting the harbor’s breast
And the harbor’s eyes.

About this poem
“Lost” was published in “Chicago Poems” (Henry Holt and Company, 1916).

About Carl Sandburg
Carl Sandburg was born on Jan. 6, 1878, in Galesburg, Ill. His collections of poetry include “Cornhuskers” (Henry Holt and Company 1918), for which he received the Pulitzer Prize in 1919, and “Smoke and Steel” (Harcourt, Brace and Howe, 1920). He died on July 22, 1967.

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This poem is in the public domain. Originally published in Poem-a-Day, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate.

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