As a poet, I like to visit Carl Sandburg's house. It's not too far from my home in Flat Rock, North Carolina. It sits high atop a hillside and overlooks the Blue Ridge Mountains. In the valley below is a peaceful pond my sister and I saw once in the wintertime when it was frozen over. And I remember visiting to get a book signed by the poet's granddaughter. I don't have a specific favorite among Sandburg's books, but I've always had Honey and Salt and Chicago Suite.
Daniel P. Barbare's poem "The Garden" appears in Cosmopsis Quarterly 2.
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