Passers-By by Carl SandburgPassers-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.-----Prosodia is a daily podcast dedicated to historical notes and poems, hosted by Karim El Azhari. Welcome!All show notes are heavily recycled from old The Writer’s Almanac archives. May that podcast rest in peace (it was Karim’s favorite).All poems are public domain or submitted by the author for use on the show.Intro and outro music by Chillhop Records. They are amazing!And remember, tell beauty you think so.