Hamlin Garland Poems
- Sport Somewhere, in deeps Of tangled, ripening wheat, A ...
- Do You Fear The Wind Do you fear the force of the wind, The ...
- The Greeting Of The Roses WE had been long in mountain ...
- On The Mississippi Through wild and tangled forests The ...
- In August From the great trees the locusts cry In quavering ...
- Boyish Sleep And all night long we lie in sleep, Too sweet ...
- The Gift Of Water “IS water nigh?” The plainsmen cry, As ...
Hannibal Hamlin Garland (September 14, 1860 – March 4, 1940) was an American novelist, poet, essayist, and short story writer. He is best known for his fiction involving hard-working Midwestern farmers.
Born in West Salem, Wisconsin, he lived on various Midwestern farms throughout his young life, but settled in Boston, Massachusetts, in 1884 to pursue a career in writing. His first ... more »
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''There is no gilding of setting sun or glamor of poetry to light up the ferocious and endless toil of the farmers' wives.''Hamlin Garland (1860-1940), U.S. author. "Melons and Early Frost," Boy Life on the Prairie (1899).
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Somewhere, in deeps
Of tangled, ripening wheat,
A little prairie-chicken cries-
Lost from its fellows, it pleads and weeps.
Meanwhile, stained and mangled,
With dust-filled eyes,
The unreplying mother lies
Limp and bloody at the sportsman's feet.