"Yesterday and tomorrow cross and mix on the skyline. The two are lost in a purple haze. One forgets, one waits."
"Poetry is a plan for a slit in the face of a bronze fountain goat and the path of fresh drinking water."
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Source: Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
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