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Carl Sandburg (1878–1967). Chicago Poems. 1916.

98. On the Breakwater

ON the breakwater in the summer dark, a man and a girl are sitting,

She across his knee and they are looking face into face

Talking to each other without words, singing rythms in silence to each other.

A funnel of white ranges the blue dusk from an outgoing boat,

Playing its searchlight, puzzled, abrupt, over a streak of green,

And two on the breakwater keep their silence, she on his knee.