Plowboy

Carl Sandburg

1878 to 1967

Poem Image

After the last red sunset glimmer,
Black on the line of a low hill rise,
Formed into moving shadows, I saw 
A plowboy and two horses lined against the gray,
Plowing in the dusk the last furrow 
The turf had a gleam of brown,
And smell of soil was in the air,
And, cool and moist, a haze of April 

I shall remember you long, 
Plowboy and horses against the sky in shadow 
I shall remember you and the picture 
You made for me,
Turning the turf in the dusk 
And haze of an April gloaming