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Seeing Through The Fog: Trump's Fascism Creeps Ahead

Dec 1, 2024 | carldavidson.substack.com | Carl Davidson |Carl Sandburg

By Carl DavidsonLeftLinks Weekly, Nov 29, 2024By Carl SandburgThe fog comeson little cat feet. It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on. Carl Sandburg’s ‘Fog,’ for a very short poem, received a good deal of commentary in it’s day. It ranged from high praise as ‘the American haiku’ to rowdy ridicule by standup comics wondering ‘where’s the rest of it’ and supplying bawdy answers. No matter.
Inked People, Part 2: Lee & Greene

Oct 18, 2024 | wfhb.org | Nick Cave |Carl Sandburg |Michael G. Glab

Podcast: Play in new window | Download (Duration: 28:00 — 23.4MB)Subscribe: RSS | MoreLast week we discussed the history and culture of tattooing with Meredith Lee and Shane Greene, Together they teach an Indiana University course on all things tattoo. She’s an assistant professor of gender and he’s a professor of anthropology. This week, we delve further into the ink world. In addition, we’ll find out what the wrong body narrative is as well as how someone can be a misanthropologist.
Labor Day: ‘Building, Breaking, Rebuilding’

Sep 2, 2024 | thebulwark.com | Carl Sandburg

Perhaps the most famous lines Carl Sandburg (1878–1967) ever wrote were from this 1914 poem, “Chicago,” describing the city where he lived in the 1910s. The toughness of commerce and vitality of labor in Chicago are inseparable from the city’s fuller character—the joyful and the unseemly aspects alike.
"Grass" by Carl Sandburg

Nov 18, 2023 | blogarama.com | Carl Sandburg

The Pyramid at AusterlitzPile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work—And pile them high at GettysburgAnd pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Shovel them under and let me work. Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor: What place is this? Where are we now? I am the grass. Let me work.
Bonds: Bigger, Broader, More Diverse Opportunity Set than Stocks

Sep 5, 2023 | advisorperspectives.com | Carl Sandburg

Advisor Perspectives welcomes guest contributions. The views presented here do not necessarily represent those of Advisor Perspectives. This is part three of a five-part series on “Finding Needles in the Fixed Income Haystack.” Here are links to part one and part two. Bond. The World is Not Enough“Gentlemen prefer bonds.” – Attributed to Andrew Mellon (1835 – 1919)The bond market is by far the largest securities market in the world.
Labor Day: ‘Building, Breaking, Rebuilding’

Sep 4, 2023 | thebulwark.com | Carl Sandburg

Perhaps the most famous lines Carl Sandburg (1878–1967) ever wrote were from this 1914 poem, “Chicago,” describing the city where he lived in the 1910s. The toughness of commerce and vitality of labor in Chicago are inseparable from the city’s fuller character—the joyful and the unseemly aspects alike.
AroundWellington.com, online publication for Wellington, FL, the equestrian capital of the world

Jul 2, 2023 | aroundwellington.com | Carl Sandburg

By Carl SandburgShine on, O moon of summer. Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak, All silver under your rain to-night. An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an accordion. A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next month; to-night they are throwing you kisses. An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits in a cherry tree in his back yard. The clocks say I must go—I stay here sitting on the back porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.
Hard Knox in Galesburg

Mar 31, 2023 | andyjones.substack.com | Carl Sandburg |Andy Jones

I imagine that one’s first college visit as a high school junior is like one’s first visit to The Cheesecake Factory, with over 250 items on the menu. Unlike the food choices at the Factory, most of which your cardiologist would consider inadvisable, just about all the class options in the college course catalogue are potentially judicious choices, depending on the teachers.
Why Carl Matters

Feb 23, 2023 | listenandbeheard.net | Tony Robles |Carl Sandburg |Henry David Thoreau |Langston Hughes

When I began my journey as a poet, a writer, I was given a book of poems by Carl Sandburg. The book was given to me by my uncle; himself a poet of the people and community activist whose work focused on the poor, the forgotten; whose voices and experiences mattered as he saw their lives as interconnected with his own. I read the poems—a collection of poems about Chicago, “Hog Butcher for the World”, and through the poems saw parallels with the city of my birth–San Francisco.