Carl Sandburg (1878–1967). Chicago Poems. 1916.
8. Halsted Street Car
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Hang on a strap with me here
At seven o’clock in the morning
On a Halsted street car.
And draw these faces.
That pig-sticker in one corner—his mouth—
That overall factory girl—her loose cheeks.
A way to mark your memory
Of tired empty faces.
In the moist dawn
And cool daybreak,
Faces
Tired of wishes,
Empty of dreams.