Poetry Review: “Cornhuskers” by Carl Sandburg

Walt Whitman’s 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass is the most spiritual work ever created by an American writer. Reading it remains the single greatest pleasure that any reader of American Literature can ever have. Carl Sandburg more than any other American … Continue reading

Poetry Review: “Last Answers” by Carl Sandburg

Regular readers of MontanaWriter know that inspired by a visit this summer to Galesburg, Illinois, and Carl Sandburg’s birthplace and burial site I have been reading my way through Sandburg’s Collected Poems. (Reading a poet’s collected work cover-to-cover remains after all the best … Continue reading

On the Pile Next to My Chair

A regular reader of MontanaWriter recently emailed me asking me what I was reading these days. Since it is in my nature to read more books at one time than I can quickly recall, and since it is also in my nature … Continue reading

Poetry Review: “To a Contemporary Bunkshooter” by Carl Sandburg

Good and great poems, though occasioned by particular moments in time, ultimately transcend their historicity, their parochial context. Bad poems cannot do this. They remain forever bound to and by their particular time, place, and occasion. Regular readers of MontanaWriter know that I am currently in … Continue reading

Poetry Review: “Wingtip” by Carl Sandburg

There are poets I love because they represent elusive/ideal/transcendent/otherworldly beauty: Yeats, Keats, Shelley, Milton, Blake, Byron. There are other poets I love because they represent familiar/democratic (small “d”)/transubstatiated/thisworldly beauty: Kooser, Heaney, Whitman, Frost, and Sandburg. I still have my first volume … Continue reading