Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HANGMAN'S BOY, by NATHALIA CRANE First Line: Drawn from the silt of the ages Last Line: Into a hangman's boy. Subject(s): Boys | ||||||||
Drawn from the silt of the ages, Blastoderm girthed to destroy, Turning the least of the laddies Into a hangman's boy. Slime from the first of the marshes, Aching for formative role, Rose and invaded a vestal, Tainting an unborn soul. Tiptoeing down from the primal, Back of the date lines of Minn, Gloating from Eden to Pottsville Over an infant's sin. Keeping its calendars secret, Changing its visage and gear, Now as a prince boy or Pomroy, Cretin or Cavalier. Making a half-wit a mother, Making a moron a sire; Placarding heirs to the portals -- Fruitage of love's desire. Drawn from the silt of the ages, Older than Odin or Troy -- Turning a Pottsville juvenile Into a hangman's boy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PORTRAIT OF A BOY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THOSE BOYS THAT RAN TOGETHER by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE WHITE BOY by LUCILLE CLIFTON COZY APOLOGIA; FOR FRED by RITA DOVE REVELATION 20:11-15 by NORMAN DUBIE BOY'S SLEEP by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE |
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