disappearing railroad blues

Thinking yesterday of Carl Sandburg, then reading up a little about him (doesn't feel right to say, "I googled Carl Sandburg" -- sounds a bit disrespectful, or improper...) -- come to find out, among the things he wrote is an epic poem entitled "Good Morning America" --

that only makes the song "City Of New Orleans" run on an obsessive endless loop in brain...

good morning America, how are ya?
Don't you know me, I'm your native son?
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done. ...

Willie Nelson, Arlo Guthrie, and all the boys...

...and turns out was written by Steve Goodman
(whose name I can't forget because of the song, "You Never Even Called Me By My Name" -- David Allen Coe, "...now a friend o' mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song, & he told me it was the perfect country and western song..."

back to top -- it seems reasonable to me to imagine that the phrase "good morning America" was probably borrowed by songwriter Steve Goodman from Carl Sandburg's poem title...
cool

somewhere read that Bob Dylan traveled down to North Carolina in early 1960s, to meet Carl Sandburg. At that time, Dylan was very young, and Sandburg very old. ...Bob turned up with some friends on the Sandburg front porch, and the newly popular folk singer ("Blowin' in the Wind," "The Times They Are A-Changin'...) told Mr. Sandburg, "I'm a great admirer of your work" -- Carl Sandburg had no idea who Bob Dylan was, but invited him and his posse in for tea and sandwiches and apparently sat around and visited for a while.
would love to have heard that conversation ...
[where's a 'reality-tv' yahoo with camera-and-recording-equipment when you NEED him?? they record all the wrong stuff...!)

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"Fog" is the well-known, short Sandburg poem -- fog comes on little cat feet...
sometimes people joke -- The cat comes in on little fog feet ...

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