Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE INDIAN CORN PLANTER, by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: He needs must leave the trapping and the chase Last Line: With fostering richness, mothers every grain. Alternate Author Name(s): Tekahionwake Subject(s): Hunting; Labor & Laborers; Native Americans; Plants; Hunters; Work; Workers; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America; Planting; Planters | ||||||||
HE NEEDS must leave the trapping and the chase, For mating game his arrows ne'er despoil, And from the hunter's heaven turn his face, To wring some promise from the dormant soil. He needs must leave the lodge that wintered him, The enervating fires, the blanket bed The women's dulcet voices, for the grim Realities of labouring for bread. So goes he forth beneath the planter's moon With sack of seed that pledges large increase, His simple pagan faith knows night and noon, Heat, cold, seedtime and harvest shall not cease. And yielding to his needs, this honest sod, Brown as the hand that tills it, moist with rain, Teeming with ripe fulfilment, true as God, With fostering richness, mothers every grain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KILLING THE PLANTS by JANE KENYON NOW I AM A PLANT, A WEED by KATHERINE MANSFIELD TANKA DIARY (5) by HARRYETTE MULLEN A CRY FROM AN INDIAN WIFE by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON |
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