Clark Street Bridge

Dust of the feet
And dust of the wheels,
Wagons and people going,
All day feet and wheels.

Now…
..Only stars and mist
A lonely policeman,
Two cabaret dancers,
Stars and mist again,
No more feet or wheels,
No more dust and wagons.

Voices of dollars
And drops of blood
. . . . .
Voices of broken hearts,
..Voices singing, singing,
..Silver voices, singing,
Softer than the stars,
Softer than the mist.

Carl Sandburg > Chicago Poems (1916)