Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NATURE FAKIRS IN VERMONT, by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY Poet's Biography First Line: I think I've read about enough Last Line: In ethan allen's honest land. Subject(s): Nature; Vermont | ||||||||
I THINK I've read about enough Of this denatured "Nature" stuff; I don't desire no city chap, That never set a woodchuck trap, To write a piece for me that tells How woodchucks lay their eggs in wells; That eels are fond of pusly greens And chipmunks live on pork and beans. Such startling facts these fellers find You'd s'pose that folks was deef and blind; They'll pick a feather off the fence, With learned look and joy intense, And though you absolutely know It grew on Johnny's cosset crow, You'll read, ere long, a mess of mush On how it warmed a hermit thrush. They'll stop beside the railroad track And pull a sketchbook big and black, And sight at once an Ipswich wren, And bobbin-breasted Greenland hen, And hear a screw-tailed bobolink, And sense a flinch and smell a mink, And copy down a screech owl's note, And watch a weasel change his coat. They'll saunter towards the woodlot bars And cast a glance andshooting stars, Oxalis, bloodroot, squirrel cup And Injun pipe come sprouting up; Pipsissewa and flannel plant Are right on hand, like Charley's Aunt; A stalk of bellwort, gently curved, Bows low and begs to be "observed." You see, they sell too many goods For folks that know these fields and woods; Old Rowland Robinson for me, The man who could and couldn't see; He knew Vermont in every chink And wrote with truthful pen and ink; You heard no "Nature" nonsense drop In Lovel's Camp or Lisha's Shop. To have a skinny chap come 'round A-wearing specs that weigh a pound, And say the cuckoos "put him through" When you have never heard but two, And claim the ladyslippers clog His feet in almost every bog, Is more than flesh and blood can stand In Ethan Allen's honest land. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN by HAYDEN CARRUTH ORATION: HALF-MOON IN VERMONT by NORMAN DUBIE THE PHOTOGRAPHER'S ANNUAL by NORMAN DUBIE THE CROWS AT 3 A.M. by STANLEY PLUMLY ALBANY BUS STATION by RUTH STONE FALL COMES IN BACK-COUNTRY VERMONT by ROBERT PENN WARREN A SNOW-STORM; SCENE IN A VERMONT WINTER by CHARLES GAMAGE EASTMAN A VERMONT 'DONATION' by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |
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