* * * *At a Windowby Carl SandburgGive me hunger,O you gods that sit and giveThe world its orders.Gi
* * * *At a Windowby Carl SandburgGive me hunger,O you gods that sit and giveThe world its orders.Give me hunger, pain and want,Shut me out with shame and failureFrom your doors of gold and fame,Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!But leave me a little love,A voice to speak to me in the day end,A hand to touch me in the dark roomBreaking the long loneliness.In the dusk of day-shapesBlurring the sunset,One little wandering, western starThrust out from the changing shores of shadow.Let me go to the window,Watch there the day-shapes of duskAnd wait and know the comingOf a little love.[apoemaday] -- source link
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