| Carl Sandburg (18781967). Smoke and Steel. 1922. |
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| V. Mist Forms |
| 13. Tawny |
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| THESE are the tawny days: your face comes back. | |
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| The grapes take on purple: the sunsets redden early on the trellis. | |
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| The bashful mornings hurl gray mist on the stripes of sunrise. | |
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| Creep, silver on the field, the frost is welcome. | |
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| Run on, yellow balls on the hills, and you tawny pumpkin flowers, chasing your lines of orange. | 5 |
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| Tawny days: and your face again. | |
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