Carl Sandburg

Here you will find the Poem Under A Hat Rim of poet Carl Sandburg

Under A Hat Rim

While the hum and the hurry
Of passing footfalls
Beat in my ear like the restless surf
Of a wind-blown sea,
A soul came to me
Out of the look on a face.

Eyes like a lake
Where a storm-wind roams
Caught me from under
The rim of a hat.
 I thought of a midsea wreck
 and bruised fingers clinging
 to a broken state-room door.