A Friday Poem

Lay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a crowbar.
Let me pry loose old walls.
Let me lift and loosen old foundations.

Lay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a steel spike.
Drive me into the girders that hold a skyscraper together.
Take red-hot rivets and fasten me into the central girders.
Let me be the great nail holding a skyscraper through blue nights into white stars.

Prayers of Steel - Carl Sandburg

I admire the appeal to destroy the old, and then rebuild to something greater in this poem.  I’m doing what I can.

Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 07/02 at 07:23 AM

  1. I like it.

    Thanks.

    Posted by TJIC  on  01/31  at  09:46 AM

  2. Glad you enjoyed Sandburg’s poem, TJIC.  I like this one very much myself, and can recite it with ease.

    Posted by John Venlet  on  01/31  at  10:11 AM

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