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Fritz Kreisler
photographer unknown
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These poems, stories, songs, quote, and art have been gathered
from all over the world, partly via
FIDDLE-L,
an online list for fiddlers and those who love fiddle music.
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dhebert@crocker.com
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Kreisler
by Carl Sandburg
SELL me a violin, mister, of old mysterious wood.
Sell me a fiddle that has kissed dark nights on the forehead
where men kiss sisters they love.
Sell me dried wood that has ached with passion
clutching the knees and arms of a storm.
Sell me horsehair and rosin that has sucked at the breasts
of the morning sun for milk.
Sell me something crushed in the heartsblood of pain
readier than ever for one more song.
Carl Sandburg 1918. Cornhuskers.
The 103 poems that form this early collection won Sandburg the Pulitzer Prize in Poetry of 1919.
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