Crimson Rambler

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Cornhuskers by Carl Sandburg
Crimson Rambler
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Now that a crimson rambler

begins to crawl over the house
of our two lives—

Now that a red curve

winds across the shingles—

Now that hands

washed in early sunrises
climb and spill scarlet
on a white lattice weave—

Now that a loop of blood

is written on our roof
and reaching around a chimney—

How are the two lives of this house

to keep strong hands and strong hearts?