Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD TIMERS, by CARL SANDBURG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I am an ancient reluctant conscript Last Line: I am an ancient reluctant conscript. Subject(s): Veterans | ||||||||
I AM an ancient reluctant conscript. On the soup wagons of Xerxes I was a cleaner of pans. On the march of Miltiades' phalanx I had a haft and head; I had a bristling gleaming spear-handle. Red-headed Caesar picked me for a teamster. He said, "Go to work, you Tuscan bastard, Rome calls for a man who can drive horses." The units of conquest led by Charles the Twelfth, The whirling whimsical Napoleonic columns: They saw me one of the horseshoers. I trimmed the feet of a white horse Bonaparte swept the night stars with. Lincoln said, "Get into the game; your nation takes you." And I drove a wagon and team and I had my arm shot off At Spottsylvania Court House. I am an ancient reluctant conscript. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON SENDING HOME MY CIVILIAN CLOTHES by JOHN CIARDI HOMETOWN AFTER A WAR by JOHN CIARDI SERENADE IN A DRUGSTORE by JOHN CIARDI HOMELESS COMPLEYNT by ALLEN GINSBERG THE DOOR CLICKS. HE RETURNS TO ME' by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER |
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