Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MORNING SOLILOQUY OF ONE FARMER, by HELEN REED First Line: Ho-hum / there goes the rooster Last Line: Buy a cradle. Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Work; Workers | ||||||||
Ho-hum -- There goes that rooster Long before sun-up, You'd think he had to plow and plant Like me. Poor wife, she's dead to the world, I'll slip out and wash my face at the pump To wake me up. Gosh the air is sweet and fresh As a bride's breath! Makes me glad I'm livin'; Now where in thunderation did I leave The milk pail? Soo boss -- soo boss -- Come on in critter, I'm in no mood to wade dew to my knees; Them silly doves on the ridge-pole Bowing and scraping to each other -- Gosh the wheat's up fine, Dear Lord, send rain so I can Pay my taxes and Buy a cradle. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER WORKING SIXTY HOURS AGAIN FOR WHAT REASON by HICOK. BOB DAY JOB AND NIGHT JOB by ANDREW HUDGINS BIXBY'S LANDING by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS IN CALIFORNIA: MORNING, EVENING, LATE JANUARY by DENISE LEVERTOV |
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