Classic and Contemporary Poetry
POSTSCRIPT, by EDWIN FORD PIPER First Line: I am a maker of songs Last Line: I am a lover of songs. | ||||||||
I am a maker of songs -- Sweetgrass, and Old Man Winter, And Burly Horns. Let the songs loose, Let them go, let them flow Into souls . . . I am a maker of songs. I am a singer of songs And a gatherer Of cripples far-wandering, And lost tunes, And waif and stray: Hang down your Head and Cry, Lonsesome Dove, and Lowlands Low, Bosom Friend, Rosario, Hangman O, Hangman O, Storm Along, Old Stormy. I am a lover of songs. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BINDLESTIFF by EDWIN FORD PIPER GEE-UP DAR, MULES by EDWIN FORD PIPER HAVE YOU AN EYE by EDWIN FORD PIPER MOON-WORSHIP by EDWIN FORD PIPER ROAD AND PATH by EDWIN FORD PIPER THE BANDED by EDWIN FORD PIPER THE BOY ON THE PRAIRIE by EDWIN FORD PIPER WHOA, ZEBE, WHOA by EDWIN FORD PIPER |
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