(30 April 1888 - 3 July 1974 / Pulaski Tennessee)

Poems of John Crowe Ransom

1. A Christmas Colloquy 3/31/2010
2. An American Addresses Philomela 3/31/2010
3. April 3/31/2010
4. April Treason 3/31/2010
5. Bells For John Whiteside's Daughter 1/3/2003
6. Blue Girls 1/3/2003
7. By The Riverside 3/31/2010
8. Captain Carpenter 1/3/2003
9. Conrad in Twilight 1/3/2003
10. Darkness 3/31/2010
11. Dead Boy 1/3/2003
12. Dumb-Bells 3/31/2010
13. Eclogue 3/31/2010
14. Emily Hardcastle, Spinster 3/31/2010
15. Friendship 3/31/2010
16. Geometry 3/31/2010
17. Grace 3/31/2010
18. Janet Waking 3/31/2010
19. Judith Of Bethulia 3/31/2010
20. Men 3/31/2010

Dead Boy

The little cousin is dead, by foul subtraction,
A green bough from Virginia's aged tree,
And none of the county kin like the transaction,
Nor some of the world of outer dark, like me.

A boy not beautiful, nor good, nor clever,
A black cloud full of storms too hot for keeping,
A sword beneath his mother's heart—yet never
Woman bewept her babe as this is weeping.

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