A Dream Girl
by Carl Sandburg
You will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace.
You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.
Yet,
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
A film of hope and a memoried day.
great post, lovely pictures
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Thank you.
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welcome
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The color and the dreaminess of this shot is so on point!!! ❤ Good job Maverick! 🙂
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Happy you liked it, thanks. 🙂
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You’re most welcome😊😃
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Buona Nuova Settimana 🙂
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Sempre con te. 🙂
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I don’t care for free verse too much but this is a great poem. He long running sentences like Faulkner but Sandburg used words as only a poet would. Tow thoughts and lots of imagery packed into those three sentences. The photo is kind of dreamy too.
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Good comparison with Faulkner David. Thanks.
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Wow, I wrote my comment as if English were my second or third language.
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I love Sandburg’s poetry… merci, Monsieur! 🙂
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Moi aussi. Merci beaucoup. 🙂
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Que foto mais linda !!!! 🙂 🙂
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Muito obrigado. 🙂
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oh so beautiful and the poem so touching!
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Thank you Cybele. 🙂
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Natural modern art!
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Nature’s very creative. 🙂
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