Back Yard

Carl Sandburg (1878–1967) · 1916

free verse · 9 lines · from Chicago Poems

Shine on, O moon of summer.Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,All silver under your rain to-night.

An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an accordion.A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next month; to-night they are throwing you kisses.

An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits in a cherry tree in his back yard.

The clocks say I must go—I stay here sitting on the back porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.

Shine on, O moon,Shake out more and more silver changes.

Words in this poem

accordion n.
A small, portable, keyed wind instrument, whose tones are generated by play of the wind upon free metallic reeds. [See Accord.]
sheen v. i.
To shine; to glisten.

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Back Yard is in the public domain. This text is taken from Chicago Poems, Wikisource; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Carl Sandburg, Back Yard, in Chicago Poems (1916), text of Wikisource, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/sandburg-chicago-poems/back-yard.html, id L28946.

Form and metre

Back Yard is 9 lines in 5 stanzas.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Shine on, O moon of summer.7·····/˘
Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,11······˘/˘··
All silver under your rain to-night.9·/˘······
An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an accordion.19·˘/˘··/˘·······˘/˘˘
A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next month; to-night they are throwing you kisses.24·/˘········/˘······/˘·/˘
An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits in a cherry tree in his back yard.23······/˘········/˘·····
The clocks say I must go—I stay here sitting on the back porch drinking white thoughts you rain down.22·········/˘····/˘·····
Shine on, O moon,4····
Shake out more and more silver changes.9·····/˘/˘

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