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Tuesday, February 25, 2020

On the Mississippi



On the Mississippi
by Hamlin Garland - 1860-1940

Through wild and tangled forests
   The broad, unhasting river flows—
   Spotted with rain-drops, gray with night;
     Upon its curving breast there goes
A lonely steamboat's larboard light,
       A blood-red star against the shadowy oaks;
Noiseless as a ghost, through greenish gleam
Of fire-flies, before the boat's wild scream—
          A heron flaps away
          Like silence taking flight.
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousFebruary 25, 2020 at 11:08 AM

    Enjoyable because vivid poem, sparely written. But I have never encountered Hamlin Garland before, not even as a writer for which he seems to be best known. Thanks for posting the poem, Joe, and I do hope that you feel better. Roderick

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  2. Dave RFebruary 25, 2020 at 5:30 PM

    Hhhm, checking the bait, eh?

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