Vegetarian, non-resistant, free-th… Orator apt at the rhine-stone rhyt… Carnivorous, avenger, believer and… Continent, promiscuous, changeable… Proud, with the pride that makes s…

We quarreled that morning, For he was sixty-five, and I was… And I was nervous and heavy with… Whose birth I dreaded. I thought over the last letter wri…

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,…

I made two fights for the people. First I left my party, bearing th… Of independence, for reform, and w… Next I used my rebel strength To capture the standard of my old…

I was sixteen, and I had the most… And specks before my eyes, and ner… And I couldn’t remember the books… Like Frank Drummer who memorized… And my back was weak, and I worri…

Why was I not devoured by self-co… And rotted down by indifference And impotent revolt like Indignat… Why, with all of my errant steps Did I miss the fate of Willard F…

Suppose you stood just five feet t… And had worked your way as a groce… Studying law by candle light Until you became an attorney at la… And then suppose through your dili…

Knowlt Hoheimer ran away to the w… The day before Curl Trenary Swore out a warrant through Justi… For stealing hogs. But that’s not the reason he turne…

My life’s blossom might have bloom… Save for a bitter wind which stunt… On the side of me which you in the… From the dust I lift a voice of p… My flowering side you never saw!

In my Spanish cloak, And old slouch hat, And overshoes of felt, And Tyke, my faithful dog, And my knotted hickory cane,

I loathed you, Spoon River. I tr… I was ashamed of you. I despised… As the place of my nativity. And there in Rome, among the arti… Speaking Italian, speaking French…

I staggered on through darkness, There was a hazy sky, a few stars Which I followed as best I could. It was nine o’clock, I was trying… But somehow I was lost,

Deities! Inexorable revealers, Give me strength to endure The gifts of the Muses, Daughters of Memory.

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…

I wanted to be County Judge One more term, so as to round out… Of thirty years. But my friends left me and joined… And they elected a new man.