Carl Sandburg
Halsted Street Car
by Carl Sandburg
from Chicago Poems [1916]

     Come you, cartoonists, 
     Hang on a strap with me here 
     At seven o’clock in the morning 
     On a Halsted street car. 

          Take your pencils 
          And draw these faces.

Try with your pencils for these crooked faces,
That pig-sticker in one corner–his mouth–
That overall factory girl–her loose cheeks. 

          Find for your pencils 
          A way to mark your memory 
          Of tired empty faces. 

          After their night’s sleep, 
          In the moist dawn 
          And cool daybreak, 
          Tired of wishes, 
          Empty of dreams.