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And Now I See The Moon

Prose for Thursday


LITTLE GIRL, BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU SAY
Little girl, be careful what you say
when you make talk with words, words-
for words are made of syllables
and syllables, child, are made of air-
and air is so thin-air is the breath of God-
air is finer than fire or mist,
finer than water or moonlight,
finer than spider-webs in the moon,
finer than water-flowers in the morning;
and words are strong, too,
stronger than rocks or steel
stronger than potatoes, corn, fish,cattle,
and soft, too, soft as little pigeon-eggs,
soft as the music of hummingbird wings.
So, little girl, when you speak greetings,
when you tell jokes, make wishes or prayers,
be careful, be careless, be careful,
be what you wish to be.
-Carl Sandburg

2 comments:

Lynley said...

isn't amazing how powerful words really are? that's why i love them so much. that's why they make me so happy and so sad sometimes.

this is a great poem. my mom bought me a book once when she and my dad visited sandburg's home. it's amazing. some people are just so in tune with what needs to be said. thanks!

Judy said...

I like this poem too Cindy - but never have quite gotten the last line. Why do you think Sandburg says "be careful, be CARELESS, be careful".
He is espousing the great power of words, yet uses the word careless.
Hmmmm....
But I love this thought "air is the breath of God..." Wow.

Cool picture too.....