"Back Yard

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 tonight from an accordion.

A Polish boy is out with his best girl;
They marry next month;
tonight 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."

Picture of the Catalpa


Carl Sandburg was born in 1878 and this poem has the word catalpa in it.  I read this poem and wondered what a catalpa was. I went and found the following picture.