Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE JUNK MAN, by CARL SANDBURG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I am glad god saw death Last Line: Away. Subject(s): Death; Junk And Junkyards; Dead, The | ||||||||
I AM glad God saw Death And gave Death a job taking care of all who are tired of living: When all the wheels in a clock are worn and slow and the connections loose And the clock goes on ticking and telling the wrong time from hour to hour And people around the house joke about what a bum clock it is, How glad the clock is when the big Junk Man drives his wagon Up to the house and puts his arms around the clock and says: "You don't belong here, You gotta come Along with me," How glad the clock is then, when it feels the arms of the Junk Man close around it and carry it away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY |
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