Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BUTCHER JOHN, by IRENE WAAGE First Line: They call him butcher john, strange name for him Last Line: Before he married shrewish hannah bent. Subject(s): Butchers | ||||||||
They call him Butcher John, strange name for him, So shy he finds it difficult to greet The housewives as he saws and cuts their meat. They like him though; he's always clean and trim In starched white coat. His hands are strong and slim And deftly wrap a package firm and neat For baskets women carry down the street; His hair is gray, his eyes are growing dim. An ear that hears the distant siren's song, Slim fingers wooing tears and notes of glee Upon an old and battered instrument; That is Butcher John at night...It was long Ago he wrote his famous symphony, Before he married shrewish Hannah Bent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BUTCHER SHOP by DAVID IGNATOW REUBEN BRIGHT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TO RALPH LEYCESTER, ESQ., IN ANSWER TO A LETTER by JOHN BYROM THE RETIRED PORK-BUTCHER AND THE SPOOK by G. E. FARROW THE HOG, THE SHEEP AND GOAT, CARRYING TO A FAIR by ANNE FINCH THIS LITTLE BOY GOES TO MARKET by HELEN W. FOWLER |
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