Edgar Albert Guest

(20 August 1881 - 5 August 1959 / Birmingham / England)

Edgar Albert Guest Poems

641. Understanding 7/14/2014
642. When Pa Counts 7/14/2014
643. The Happiest Days 7/14/2014
644. Reflection 8/4/2014
645. Life's Slacker 7/15/2014
646. As It Is 7/15/2014
647. The Mother's Question 7/15/2014
648. The Friendly Greeting 8/14/2014
649. It's A Boy 8/14/2014
650. Little Girls 8/14/2014
651. If Those Who Love Us 8/14/2014
652. The Benefit Of Trouble 8/14/2014
653. My Soul And I 8/15/2014
654. Lost Opportunities 8/15/2014
655. A Song 8/15/2014
656. The Responsibility Of Fatherhood 8/15/2014
657. Why I'M Glad 8/15/2014
658. To A Lady Knitting 8/20/2014
659. The Simple Things 8/20/2014
660. Sticky Fingers 8/25/2014
661. When Mother Made An Angel Cake 8/20/2014
662. The Little Chap 8/25/2014
663. Roses And Gasoline 8/26/2014
664. The Time For Brotherhood 8/27/2014
665. If I Were Santa Claus 8/27/2014
666. Jes' Wonderin'! 8/27/2014
667. Thoughts Of A Father 8/27/2014
668. The Ballad Of The New Arrival 8/26/2014
669. When The Dressmaker Comes 8/27/2014
670. The Brave Men 8/27/2014
671. On Station Farewells 8/27/2014
672. When Ma Wants Something New 9/2/2014
673. Dan Mcgann Declares Himself 9/2/2014
674. The Bright Side 8/27/2014
675. Don'T Quit 3/24/2015
676. Living Flowers 8/27/2014
677. The Vote Of Thanks 8/25/2014
678. I'Ll Never Be Rich 8/20/2014
679. A Pat On The Back 8/20/2014
680. Memories Of Tomorrow 8/20/2014

Comments about Edgar Albert Guest

  • Jeanette Porter (9/1/2013 9:33:00 AM)

    Edgar Guest was not just a poet but a teacher of what we would call now long lost morals. Although I am much to young to have seen his poetry in print I can say without a doubt he shaped my life and is a large part of who I am today. Brilliant poet!

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  • Wyman Atkinson (6/16/2013 10:12:00 AM)

    I have and have read most of Mr. Guest's poems. I'm certain a lot would consider his work hackneyed and perhaps by to-days standard of poetry, some might agree. Edgar lived in a different time, a more simple, less complex and naive time in history. I read his work, with my head in my mother's era (1911) . Mr. Guest wrote with his heart and his soul and all of it made perfect sense. He was Detroit's poet laureate!

  • John Burdick (6/10/2012 5:24:00 AM)

    I just love the man but wish I could find more of his biography. I would like to know about his religious beliefs.

  • Cynthia Mcleod (3/28/2012 8:59:00 PM)

    My favorite poem by Guest is not on here. That's such a shame. It's called Teamwork. Google it (:

  • Roy Altemus (5/18/2010 11:04:00 PM)

    This was so appropriate for today's drivers. It was on the back of a 1949 Hudson car manual:

    COURTESY / Edgar A. Guest © 1947

    Not the “right of way” when driving, but the simple way of right and never once forgetting to be courteous and polite.
    A little bit of patience as behind the wheel you sit and you’ll never lose a fender and a child you’ll never hit.

    Oh, the worst of phrases ringing all through motordom today is that selfish bit of wording that is known as “right of way.”
    It has filled the graves of many who have sped some road along, since death never asks the question, is the driver right or wrong.

    Just a little thought for others, just remembering to be kind, just the willingness in traffic to slow down and stay behind.
    Just the show of gracious manners which all gentle folks display, and all the accidents that happen will be fewer day by day.

    Just control that flash of temper when another sounds his horn. In the car may be a mother soon to have her baby born.
    Be considerate in your driving and be courteous and be kind, and you’ll reach your dwelling safely and you’ll keep your peace of mind.

  • Naomi Bigelow (2/8/2008 5:08:00 PM)

    I grew up listening to WJR radio out of Detroit; listening to Edgar A. Guest's son, Bud Guest was part of everyday life. I remember one of his dad's poems, 'Open-face Letters' as the earliest one I can recall. This man's poetry and his son's voice are some of the homey things from The Good Old Days. They influenced me to begin writing poetry, too. Although I ended up published with novels, I still write the occasional poem, partly due to the Guests.

  • Steven Albert (10/20/2007 3:48:00 AM)

    THIS IS ONE OF THE BETTER SITES THAT I HAVE BEEN TO. I JUST SIGNED UP AND I HAVE TO EXPLORE THE SITE MORE.
    THANK YOU

Best Poem of Edgar Albert Guest

See It Through

When you're up against a trouble,
Meet it squarely, face to face;
Lift your chin and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and take a brace.
When it's vain to try to dodge it,
Do the best that you can do;
You may fail, but you may conquer,
See it through!
Black may be the clouds about you
And your future may seem grim,
But don't let your nerve desert you;
Keep yourself in fighting trim.
If the worst is bound to happen,
Spite of all that you can do,
Running from it will not save you,
See it ...

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Father

My father knows the proper way
The nation should be run;
He tells us children every day
Just what should now be done.
He knows the way to fix the trusts,
He has a simple plan;
But if the furnace needs repairs,
We have to hire a man.
My father, in a day or two

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