What did Carl Sandburg mean by: Poetry is a fossil rock-print of a fin and a wing, with an illegible oath between. - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA Copy
+ All my life I have been trying to learn to read, to see and hear, and to write. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Book, Writing, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
+ Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn child. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Baby, Children, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
+ Love your neighbor as yourself but don’t take down your fence. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Literature, Self-love, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
+ Calling it off comes easy enough if you haven’t told the girl you are smitten with her. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Girl, Literature, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
+ The buffaloes are gone. And those who saw the buffaloes are gone. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Extinction, Saws, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
+ Poetry is a shuffling of boxes of illusions buckled with a strap of facts. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Fact, Illusion, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
+ My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Captivity, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
+ Poetry is a diary kept by a sea creature who lives on land and wishes he could fly. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carl Sandburg, Land, Sea, Wish, 0 - Carl Sandburg Writer · USA
Shuttered like a fan no-one suspects your shoulder blades of wings. - Jeanette Winterson Author · England
I’m tired of being ruled by the Skull and Bones. The only place they belong are on punk-rock albums! - Jello Biafra Musician · USA
I got turned on to rock music almost by mistake when I was seven years old. - Jello Biafra Musician · USA
