"CHICAGO" | |
HOG Butcher for the World, | |
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, | |
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; | |
Stormy, husky, brawling, | |
City of the Big Shoulders: | 5 |
They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys. | |
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to kill again. | |
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger. | |
And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them: | |
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning. | 10 |
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities; | |
Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness, | |
Bareheaded, | |
Shoveling, | |
Wrecking, | 15 |
Planning, | |
Building, breaking, rebuilding, | |
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth, | |
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs, | |
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle, | 20 |
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his ribs the heart of the people, | |
Laughing! | |
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation. |
Carl Sandburg's "Chicago"
published 1916 in Chicago Poems
I haven't been in Chicago much since I went to Navy boot camp there in the late '60's. I think I have only been there once a few years ago for a one day business trip that involved a meeting at a hotel by the airport. Since I was 19 years old and making a something like $60 a month before taxes I don't have fond memories of the place. I spent a lot of time in the Museum of Science and Industry as I recall and didn't do much else. The ride into Chicago proper from the Naval Training Center used to take a good chunk out of our little bit of money so it was a treat to go "into town". It was also the dead of winter and spending a lot of time out of doors in Chicago in January and February is tough. If I have time I might drive up to Waukegan and North Chicago and see how much it has changed in 40 years.
I will check in with you guys from the hotel tonight. BTW this is probably one of my favorite poems of all times and I love that I got a chance to post it and read it. It just sort of rolls over you like the city must have at the turn of the century.
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