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Carl Sandburg (1878–1967).  Cornhuskers.  1918.
 
11. Blizzard Notes
 
 
I DON’T blame the kettle drums—they are hungry.
And the snare drums—I know what they want—they are empty too.
And the harring booming bass drums—they are hungriest of all.
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The howling spears of the Northwest die down.
The lullabies of the Southwest get a chance, a mother song.        5
A cradle moon rides out of a torn hole in the ragbag top of the sky.
 

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