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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MURMURINGS IN A FIELD HOSPITAL, by CARL SANDBURG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Come to me only with playthings now
Last Line: And the world was all playthings.
Subject(s): Hospitals; World War I; First World War
First Line: Come to me only with playthings now
Last Line: And the world was all playthings.
Subject(s): Hospitals; World War I; First World War
[They picked him up in the grass where he had lain two days in the rain with a piece of shrapnel
in his lungs.]
COME to me only with playthings now . . .
A picture of a singing woman with blue eyes
Standing at a fence of hollyhocks, poppies and sunflowers . . .
Or an old man I remember sitting with children telling stories
Of days that never happened anywhere in the world . . .
No more iron cold and real to handle,
Shaped for a drive straight ahead.
Bring me only beautiful useless things.
Only old home things touched at sunset in the quiet . . .
And at the window one day in summer
Yellow of the new crock of butter
Stood against the red of new climbing roses . . .
And the world was all playthings.
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