Friday, March 16, 2007

Poetry Friday

Happy Poetry Friday!

I can always count on Stephen Colbert to brighten my days. While Rahm Emanuel may find Colbert and his "Better Know a District" too risky, I love it. Last night an Illinois Democrat held his own when Colbert suggested Carl Sandburg was murdered in his district (completely silly, and yet so funny). In honor of Stephen Colbert and the Illinois' "fightin' 16th," today's entry comes from Sandburg.

by Carl Sandburg

There are no handles upon a language
Whereby men take hold of it
And mark it with signs for its remembrance.
It is a river, this language,
Once in a thousand years
Breaking a new course
Changing its way to the ocean.
It is mountain effluvia
Moving to valleys
And from nation to nation
Crossing borders and mixing.
Languages die like rivers. the rest of the poem here

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