{"id":5875,"date":"2013-12-14T00:19:13","date_gmt":"2013-12-14T00:19:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/?p=5875"},"modified":"2013-12-14T00:19:13","modified_gmt":"2013-12-14T00:19:13","slug":"slice-of-solace-carl-sandburg-at-a-window","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/2013\/12\/slice-of-solace-carl-sandburg-at-a-window\/","title":{"rendered":"Slice of Solace: Carl Sandburg &#8220;At a Window&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I can image <strong>Carl Sandburg<\/strong> looking out the window at the treetops and being inspired to write this poem. It is from the \u201cFogs and Fires\u201d section of his <em><strong>Chicago Poems<\/strong><\/em>.\u00a0 Like much of Carl Sandburg\u2019s works, this poem is in the public domain. There\u2019s lot of his work available on the Internet; I got this from <a title=\"Carl Sandburg Chicago Poems website\" href=\"http:\/\/carl-sandburg.com\/index.htm\" target=\"_blank\">a site<\/a> devoted to of all his poems from this book. At the site for the <a title=\"Academy of American Poets \" href=\"http:\/\/www.poets.org\/viewmedia.php\/prmMID\/22280\" target=\"_blank\">Academy of American Poets<\/a>, you can find more by Carl Sandburg. And if you\u2019re a Chicagoan, particularly a Northsider, it is easy to imagine yourself walking in his steps for <strong>4646 N. Hermitage<\/strong> is the home where he wrote his Chicago poems. It\u2019s was given landmark status by the <a title=\"City of Chicago Landmark Status to Sandburg home pdf\" href=\"http:\/\/www.cityofchicago.org\/dam\/city\/depts\/zlup\/Historic_Preservation\/Publications\/Carl_Sandburg_House.pdf\" target=\"_blank\">City of Chicago<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>At a Window<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Give me hunger,<br \/>\nO you gods that sit and give<br \/>\nThe world its orders.<br \/>\nGive me hunger, pain and want,<br \/>\nShut me out with shame and failure<br \/>\nFrom your doors of gold and fame,<br \/>\nGive me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!<\/p>\n<p>But leave me a little love,<br \/>\nA voice to speak to me in the day end,<br \/>\nA hand to touch me in the dark room<br \/>\nBreaking the long loneliness.<br \/>\nIn the dusk of day-shapes<br \/>\nBlurring the sunset,<br \/>\nOne little wandering, western star<br \/>\nThrust out from the changing shores of shadow.<br \/>\nLet me go to the window,<br \/>\nWatch there the day-shapes of dusk<br \/>\nAnd wait and know the coming<br \/>\nOf a little love.<\/p>\n<p>by <strong>Carl Sandburg<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>from <em><strong>Chicago Poems<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I can image Carl Sandburg looking out the window at the treetops and being inspired to write this poem. It is from the \u201cFogs and Fires\u201d section of his Chicago Poems.\u00a0 Like much of Carl Sandburg\u2019s works, this poem is in the public domain. There\u2019s lot of his work available on the Internet; I got [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[1387,18,1895,1892,386,1893,1894,1896,12,13,556,7,16,32],"class_list":{"0":"post-5875","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-a-slice-of-solace","7":"tag-academy-of-american-poets","8":"tag-anthology","9":"tag-at-a-window","10":"tag-carl-sandburg","11":"tag-chicago","12":"tag-chicago-poems","13":"tag-chicago-poet","14":"tag-city-of-chicago","15":"tag-ellen-wade-beals","16":"tag-poetry","17":"tag-slice-of-solace","18":"tag-solace","19":"tag-solace-in-so-many-words","20":"tag-weighed-words","21":"entry"},"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5875","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5875"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5875\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5882,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5875\/revisions\/5882"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5875"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5875"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5875"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}