#AmericanWriters
Do you remember, passer-by, the pa… I wore across the lot where now st… Hasting with swift feet to work th… Take its meaning to heart: You too may walk, after the hills…
Spring and Summer, Fall and Wint… After each other drifting, past my… And I lay so many years watching… The years till a terror came in my… With the feeling that I had becom…
My name used to be in the papers d… As having dined somewhere, Or traveled somewhere, Or rented a house in Paris, Where I entertained the nobility.
Is it true, Spoon River, That in the hall-way of the New C… There is a tablet of bronze Containing the embossed faces Of Editor Whedon and Thomas Rhod…
I had fiddled all day at the count… But driving home “Butch” Weldy an… Who were roaring full, made me fid… To the song of Susie Skinner, whi… Till they ran away.
Whoever thou art who passest by Know that my father was gentle, And my mother was violent, While I was born the whole of suc… Not intermixed and fused,
To be able to see every side of ev… To be on every side, to be everyth… To pervert truth, to ride it for a… To use great feelings and passions… For base designs, for cunning ends…
Here I lie close to the grave Of Old Bill Piersol, Who grew rich trading with the ind… Afterwards took the bankrupt law And emergeed from it richer than e…
Flag of the great republic, banner… Carried aloft for freedom in many… Torn by the shot of tyrants in bat… The rallying hope of our fathers b… But what is it but a rag, save it…
I was the milliner Talked about, lied about, Mother of Dora, Whose strange disappearance Was charged to her rearing.
When Fort Sumter fell and the war… I cried out in bitterness of soul: “O glorious republic now no more!” When they buried my soldier son To the call of trumpets and the so…
Often Aner Clute at the gate Refused me the parting kiss, Saying we should be engaged before… And just with a distant clasp of t… She bade me good-night, as I brou…
The sudden death of Eugene Carman Put me in line to be promoted to f… And I told my wife and children t… But it didn’t come, and so I thou… Old Rhodes suspected me of steali…
Here! You sons of the men Who fought with Washington at Val… And whipped Black Hawk at Starve… Arise! Do battle with the descend… Who bought land in the loop when i…
When conquerors lift the bloody sh… Showing the fallen’s ooze of life, And on a waste of blasted field Joy quickens to the drum and fife, Then the weird brood of flame and…