The people yes
The people will live on.
The learning and blundering people will live on.
They will be tricked and sold and again sold
And go back to the nourishing earth for rootholds,
The people so peculiar in renewal and comeback,
You can’t laugh off their capacity to take it.
The mammoth rests between his cyclonic dramas.
The people so often sleepy, weary, enigmatic,
is a vast huddle with many units saying:
“I earn my living.
I make enough to get by
and it takes all my time.
If I had more time
I could do more for myself
and maybe for others.
I could read and study
and talk things over
and find out about things.
It takes time.
I wish I had the time.”
It’s suddenly fashionable to quote Sandburg. That’s ok, I think the more poets that get quoted the better. I hope this fascination with Sandburg will extend to including music by Aaron Copeland and Woody Guthrie and beyond into to myths and legends of working people everywhere. I like Sandburg, I think more than Whitman. I like the seemingly simple style and the accessible images he conjures up for me. I like the way this except from The People Yes describes me and most of my days.