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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SHOVEL MAN, by CARL SANDBURG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: On the street / slung on his shoulder is a handle half way across
Last Line: Better than all the wild grapes that ever grew in tuscany.
First Line: On the street / slung on his shoulder is a handle half way across
Last Line: Better than all the wild grapes that ever grew in tuscany.
On the street
Slung on his shoulder is a handle half way across,
Tied in a big knot on the scoop of cast iron
Are the overalls faded from the sun and rain in the ditches;
Spatter of dry clay sticking yellow on his left sleeve
And a flimsy shirt open at the throat,
I know him for a shovel man,
A dago working for a dollar six bits a day
And a dark-eyed woman in the old country dreams of him for one
of the world's ready men with a pair of fresh lips and a kiss
better than all the wild grapes that ever grew in Tuscany.
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