Passers-by

Carl Sandburg (1878–1967) · 1916

free verse · 23 lines · from Chicago Poems

Passers-by,Out of your many facesFlash memories to meNow at the day endAway from the sidewalksWhere your shoe soles traveledAnd your voices rose and blentTo form the city's afternoon roarHindering an old silence.

Passers-by,I remember lean ones among you,Throats in the clutch of a hope,Lips written over with strivings,Mouths that kiss only for love,Records of great wishes slept with,Held longAnd prayed and toiled for:

Yes,Written onYour mouthsAnd your throatsI read themWhen you passed by.

Words in this poem

blent p. p.
Blinded. Also (Chaucer), 3d sing. pres. Blindeth.
afternoon n.
The part of the day which follows noon, between noon and evening.

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

About this text

Passers-by 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, Passers-by, in Chicago Poems (1916), text of Wikisource, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/sandburg-chicago-poems/passers-by.html, id L28859.

Form and metre

Passers-by is 23 lines in 3 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.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 A-A------ byA · faces · meA · end · sidewalks · traveled · blent · roar · silence
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
Passers-by,3/˘·
Out of your many faces7···/˘/˘
Flash memories to me6·/˘˘··
Now at the day end5·····
Away from the sidewalks6˘/··/·
Where your shoe soles traveled6····/˘
And your voices rose and blent7··/˘···
To form the city's afternoon roar9···/˘·˘/·
Hindering an old silence.7/˘˘··/˘
Passers-by,3/˘·
I remember lean ones among you,9·˘/˘·····
Throats in the clutch of a hope,7·······
Lips written over with strivings,8·/˘···/˘
Mouths that kiss only for love,7···/˘··
Records of great wishes slept with,8˘/··/˘··
Held long2··
And prayed and toiled for:5·····
Yes,1·
Written on3/˘·
Your mouths2··
And your throats3···
I read them3···
When you passed by.4····

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