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The classic poem for this issue of The Fairfield Review features a piece by the poet of Chicago, journalist and chronicler of the midwest. --egh
by Carl Sandburg
Shine on, O moon of summer.
Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,
All silver under your rain tonight.
An Italian boy is sending songs to you tonight from an
A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next
month; tonight they are throwing you kisses.
An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits
in a cherry tree in his back yard.
The clocks say I must go - I stay here sitting on the back
porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.
Shine on, O moon,
Shake out more and more silver changes.
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