#Americans
I spent my money trying to elect y… A. D. Blood. I lavished my admiration upon you, You were to my mind the almost per… You devoured my personality,
The cooper should know about tubs. But I learned about life as well, And you who loiter around these gr… Think you know life. You think your eye sweeps about a…
Here lies the body of Lois Spears… Born Lois Fluke, daughter of Wil… Wife of Cyrus Spears, Mother of Myrtle and Virgil Spea… Children with clear eyes and sound…
Jonas Keene thought his lot a har… Because his children were all fail… But I know of a fate more trying… It is to be a failure while your c… For I raised a brood of eagles
Silent before the jury, Returning no word to the judge whe… If I had aught to say against the… Only shaking my head. What could I say to people who th…
I went up and down the streets Here and there by day and night, Through all hours of the night car… Do you know why? My wife hated me, my son went to t…
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…
They got me into the Sunday-schoo… In Spoon River And tried to get me to drop Confu… I could have been no worse off If I had tried to get them to dro…
I was a gun-smith in Odessa. One night the police broke in the… Where a group of us were reading… And seized our books and arrested… But I escaped and came to New Yo…
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…
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…
Samuel is forever talking of his e… But I did not need to die to lear… I, who dug all the ditches about… Look at my elm! Sprung from as good a seed as his,
My father who owned the wagon-shop And grew rich shoeing horses Sent me to the University of Mont… I learned nothing and returned hom… Roaming the fields with Bert Kess…
Father, thou canst never know The anguish that smote my heart For my disobedience, the moment I… The remorseless wheel of the engin… Sink into the crying flesh of my l…
You never marveled, dullards of S… When Chase Henry voted against th… To revenge himself for being shut… But none of you was keen enough To follow my steps, or trace me ho…