Day 167 – What it Takes to Make me Giddy


What it Takes to Make me Giddy

Day 167

Hats by Carl Sandburg

Hats, where do you belong?
what is under you?

On the rim of a skyscraper’s forehead
I looked down and saw: hats: fifty thousand hats:
Swarming with a noise of bees and sheep, cattle and waterfalls,
Stopping with a silence of sea grass, a silence of prairie corn.
Hats: tell me your high hopes.

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