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This 4 page paper discusses three poems by Carl Sandburg: "Grass," "Fog," and "Chicago." Bibliography lists 3 sources.
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three of his works: "Chicago," "Fog" and "Grass," with regard to a prevalent theme in all three; what verse form Sandburg used; and his style of writing. The Theme The
commonality here is that of nature, and of how much more powerful nature is than man. But nature here isnt necessarily cruel: it can be tender and usually is, which
makes it contrast sharply with the violence of man. In "Fog," Sandburg uses an extended metaphor, conflating the fog directly with a cat: "The fog comes / on little cat
feet. / It sits looking / over harbor and city / on silent haunches / and then moves on" (Sandburg). Sandburg here gives the fog the same qualities as the
cat: the way it prowls absolutely silently; the way it observes things before it moves. Sandburg has captured the fog perfectly through the mechanism of the cat. "Grass" is another
very short poem but one with a far more somber message. Sandburg lists five of the great battles of human history: Gettysburg from the American Civil War; Austerlitz and Waterloo
from the Napoleonic Wars and Verdun and Ypres from World War I. Verdun is widely thought to have been the most wasteful battle ever fought, anywhere, at any time. But,
says Sandburg, none of that matters; what matters is that the grass will eventually cover up the battlefields, the dead, the blood and it will seem like the war never
happened. That is his point, really, that there is no point to war: "Two years, ten years, and the passengers ask the conductor: / What place is this? / Where
are we now? // I am the grass. / Let me work." "Chicago" is much more complex than either of these poems. In it, Sandburg describes the city that he
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