My People
My people are gray, pigeon gray, dawn gray, storm gray. I call them beautiful, and I wonder where they are going.
Carl Sandburg
My people are gray, pigeon gray, dawn gray, storm gray. I call them beautiful, and I wonder where they are going.
Carl Sandburg writes about his people as if he is looking at them with both love and worry. He describes them not in bright colors but in shades of gray: pigeon gray, dawn gray, storm gray.
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