Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HAIL STORM, by JOHN COLMAN EVANS First Line: We stood knee-deep among the corn Last Line: And found him hanging in the barn. Subject(s): Farm Life; Harvest; Storms; Suicide; Agriculture; Farmers | ||||||||
We stood knee-deep among the corn, And talked of early crops and such, And whether oats would ripen soon, And Joe said:"Well, 'twon't matter much If showers hold off a few days now; We've had a heap of rainfall here -- And harvesting will soon begin; A lot depends on things this year." And then one noon a great, black cloud Sailed slowly up the western skies, Stuck out its ragged, dirty head, And looked with sullen, ghastly eyes; Then all the sickly sky grew weird And yellow in the rising gale That shrieked and bellowed. In an hour The crops were all wiped out by hail. Well, Joe dragged out to start his chores; And Joe's dad, he began to tell About how down in Kansas once, He went through seven years of hell; And I got restless sitting there, And hearing all the old man's yarn; So I went out to look for Joe, And found him hanging in the barn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KICKING THE LEAVES by DONALD HALL THE FARMER'S BOY: WINTER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD MOTHER-SONG by JOHN COLMAN EVANS TO J. D. H. (KILLED AT SURREY C. H., OCTOBER, 1866) by SIDNEY LANIER |
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