#Americans
Take note, passers-by, of the shar… Eaten in my head-stone by the wind… Almost as if an intangible Nemesi… Were marking scores against me, But to destroy, and not preserve,…
If the excursion train to Peoria Had just been wrecked, I might ha… Certainly I should have escaped t… But as it was burned as well, they… For John Allen who was sent to th…
If thou, Columbia, dost from this… The condor beak and python eyes—re… Bethink thee of the years that Fr… Was husbanded by devil-feet which… To scatter lies and wrongs; until…
Were you not ashamed, fellow citiz… When my estate was probated and ev… How small a fortune I left?— You who hounded me in life, To give, give, give to the churche…
There at Geneva where Mt. Blanc… The wine-hued lake like a cloud, w… Out of an empty sky of blue, and t… Hurried under the bridge through c… And the music along the cafés was…
In the lust of my strength I cursed God, but he paid no atte… I might as well have cursed the st… In my last sickness I was in agon… And I cursed God for my suffering…
Why did you bruise me with your ro… If you did not want me to tell you… And stifle me with your stupiditie… If you did not want me to expose t… And nail me with the nails of crue…
I belonged to the church, And to the party of prohibition; And the villagers thought I died… In truth I had cirrhosis of the l… For every noon for thirty years,
She loved me. Oh! how she loved m… I never had a chance to escape From the day she first saw me. But then after we were married I… She might prove her mortality and…
This weeping willow! Why do you not plant a few For the millions of children not y… As well as for us? Are they not non-existent, or cell…
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, T… The weak of will, the strong of ar… All, all, are sleeping on the hill… One passed in a fever, One was burned in a mine,
When I first came to Spoon River I did not know whether what they t… Was true or false. They would bring me an epitaph And stand around the shop while I…
Nothing in life is alien to you: I was a penniless girl from Summu… Who stepped from the morning train… All the houses stood before me wit… And drawn shades—I was barred out…
Yes, here I lie close to a stunte… In a forgotten place near the fenc… Where the thickets from Siever’s… Have crept over, growing sparsely. And you, you are a leader in New…
You have become a forge of snow-wh… A crucible of molten steel, O Fra… Your sons are stars who cluster to… And fade in light for you, O glor… They pass through meteor changes w…