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  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Robert Southey Burke”

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    Image:  Edgar Lee Masters –  Alchetron

    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Robert Southey Burke”

    Robert Southey Burke has a huge axe to grind with A. D. Blood.  After having once admired Blood greatly, Burke came to hate the man and everything that reminded him of him.

    Introduction and Text of “Robert Southey Burke”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “Robert Southey Burke” from Spoon River Anthology, Mr. Burke lets off steam from his animosity toward “A. D. Blood.”   A.D. Blood had served as mayor of Spoon River and was annoyed that a couple was now using his grave as a place to fornicate.

    Although Blood did not mention Burke, Blood’s personality begins to emerge as a self-righteous, pompous character as Burke unveils his travails.  At the same time, Burke reveals his own small, sniveling character as his complaints unfold. 

    Robert Southey Burke

    I spent my money trying to elect you Mayor,  
    A. D. Blood.
    I lavished my admiration upon you,  
    You were to my mind the almost perfect man.  
    You devoured my personality,
    And the idealism of my youth,
    And the strength of a high-souled fealty.
    And all my hopes for the world,  
    And all my beliefs in Truth,
    Were smelted up in the blinding heat
    Of my devotion to you,
    And molded into your image.
    And then when I found what you were:
    That your soul was small
    And your words were false   
    As your blue-white porcelain teeth,  
    And your cuffs of celluloid,
    I hated the love I had for you,
    I hated myself, I hated you
    For my wasted soul, and wasted youth.
    And I say to all, beware of ideals,
    Beware of giving your love away
    To any man alive.

    Commentary on “Robert Southey Burke”

    Robert Southey Burke uses his epitaph to rail against A. D. Blood. Although Burke’s  specific issues are not clear; it is clear that he came to hate a man he once greatly admired.

    First Movement:  Electing a Perfect Man

    I spent my money trying to elect you Mayor,  
    A. D. Blood.
    I lavished my admiration upon you,  
    You were to my mind the almost perfect man.  

    Burke begins by reporting, as he addresses Blood, that he “spent [his] money trying to get” Blood elected mayor.  Continuing, Burke claims that he “lavished [his] admiration” on Blood.   Burke then admits that he thought Blood was “the almost perfect man.”  Either Burke was naïve or Blood was a master at deception, likely a healthy portion of each.

    Second Movement:  Hero Worship Gone Sour

    You devoured my personality,
    And the idealism of my youth,
    And the strength of a high-souled fealty.
    And all my hopes for the world,  
    And all my beliefs in Truth,
    Were smelted up in the blinding heat
    Of my devotion to you,
    And molded into your image.

    Burke turns ugly and desperate rather quickly as he laments, “You devoured my personality, / And the idealism of my youth.”   Furthermore, Burke accuses Blood of stealing his fierce loyalty in addition to all of his “hopes for the world, / And all my beliefs in Truth.”   All of Burke’s hopes and beliefs were bound up tightly in his “devotion” to Blood.  Burke had “molded” an image of Blood that was beyond super-human.

    Third Movement:  Fake, Fake, Fake

    And then when I found what you were:
    That your soul was small
    And your words were false   
    As your blue-white porcelain teeth,  
    And your cuffs of celluloid,
    I hated the love I had for you,

    Then Burke discovered the real Blood.  Burke does not reveal how he discovered the truth about his idol, but once he did, he realizes that Blood had a small soul, that Blood’s words were as fake as his “blue-white porcelain teeth,” and his “cuffs of celluloid.”  And after making this shocking discovery, Burke “hated the love [he] had for “Blood].”

    Fourth Movement:  Admiration Turned to Hatred

    I hated myself, I hated you
    For my wasted soul, and wasted youth.
    And I say to all, beware of ideals,
    Beware of giving your love away
    To any man alive.

    Furthermore, Burke despised himself.  And he hated Blood for wasting Burke’s soul, youth, and ideals.  Burke ends his tirade by offering what he thinks is sage advice:  “Beware of giving your love away / To any man alive.”   Poor Robert Southey Burke died a lonely, disgruntled, deluded man.

  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Sersmith the Dentist”

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    Image: Edgar Lee Masters – Fact File

    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Sersmith the Dentist”

    Edgar Lee Masters’ character, a dentist named Sersmith, pontificates on the political atmosphere, using rhetorical questions to emphasize his stance. 

    Introduction and Text of “Sersmith the Dentist”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “Sersmith the Dentist” from the American classic Spoon River Anthology, the speaker asks four rhetorical questions and then offers a final philosophical summation. 

    This dentist proves to be one of the more bankrupt characters of the lot.  He sees everything in terms of money.  Although he does not offer a personal complaint as most of the speakers do, he goes on carping about societal and political issues.

    Unfortunately, Sersmith’s clouded mind remains a one dimension of mediocrity and error.  Misinterpreting religious and historical events leads him to ludicrous conclusions.   While Sersmith the Dentist surely thinks himself clever as he remarks about the hollow tooth filled up with gold, his quip merely signals the hollow mind of the speaker.

    Sersmith the Dentist

    Do you think that odes and sermons,
    And the ringing of church bells,
    And the blood of old men and young men,
    Martyred for the truth they saw
    With eyes made bright by faith in God,
    Accomplished the world’s great reformations?
    Do you think that the Battle Hymn of the Republic
    Would have been heard if the chattel slave
    Had crowned the dominant dollar,
    In spite of Whitney’s cotton gin,
    And steam and rolling mills and iron
    And telegraphs and white free labor?
    Do you think that Daisy Fraser
    Had been put out and driven out
    If the canning works had never needed
    Her little house and lot?
    Or do you think the poker room
    Of Johnnie Taylor, and Burchard’s bar
    Had been closed up if the money lost
    And spent for beer had not been turned,
    By closing them, to Thomas Rhodes
    For larger sales of shoes and blankets,
    And children’s cloaks and gold-oak cradles?
    Why, a moral truth is a hollow tooth
    Which must be propped with gold.

    Commentary on “Sersmith the Dentist”

    While Sersmith the Dentist no doubt thinks himself a clever fellow as he remarks about the hollow tooth filled up with gold, his quip merely signals the hollow mind of the dentist.

    First Movement:  The Rhetorical No

    Do you think that odes and sermons,
    And the ringing of church bells,
    And the blood of old men and young men,
    Martyred for the truth they saw
    With eyes made bright by faith in God,
    Accomplished the world’s great reformations?

    First, Sersmith denigrates religion.  His question reveals that he thinks “odes and sermons,” “the ringing of church bells,” and people whose faith brighten their spirit did not, in fact, “accomplish [ ] the world’s great reformations.”  

    By forming his deliberations into questions, Sersmith tries to emphasize the resounding “no” that he believes is the correct answer to each query.   In fact, the dentist’s narrow-minded view can easily be refuted by pointing to the meaning of great historical movements:  the birth of each of the world’s five major religions, Hinduism, Buddhism, Judaism, Christianity, and Islam demolishes his putative claims utterly.  

    Each religion has had its martyrs and their names live in the hearts of the reformed.  Thus the “no” that Sersmith expects is not forthcoming.  Rhetorical questions can also be employed as weasel questions signaling that the questioner is basically unsure of his stance.  While the effective rhetorical question offers a unique emphasis for its truth, when employed by imbeciles and jerkwaters, the device falls flat.

    Second Movement:   Revisionist History

    Do you think that the Battle Hymn of the Republic
    Would have been heard if the chattel slave
    Had crowned the dominant dollar,
    In spite of Whitney’s cotton gin,
    And steam and rolling mills and iron
    And telegraphs and white free labor?

    Sersmith’s second question is merely foolish.  Slavery was abolished primarily because of moral reasons, not economical ones.  Those who take the bash-America-first side always look for ways to malign events that prove otherwise.  

    Those who continue to disparage the United States over slavery turn a willful blind eye to the fact that hundreds of thousands of brave men and women died in order to accomplish that feat.  As an educated man, Sersmith should know this historical fact.

    Third Movement:   Lack of Credibility

    Do you think that Daisy Fraser
    Had been put out and driven out
    If the canning works had never needed
    Her little house and lot?

    Sersmith now alludes to the character, “Daisy Fraser,” a prostitute who seems to know all kinds of lurid details about other members of the Spoon River community. Unfortunately, Daisy’s credibility is suspect, and now by associating his lot with hers. Sersmith adds yet another block of incredulity to his stack.  

    Fourth Movement:   The Spoonian Evil

    Or do you think the poker room
    Of Johnnie Taylor, and Burchard’s bar
    Had been closed up if the money lost
    And spent for beer had not been turned,
    By closing them, to Thomas Rhodes
    For larger sales of shoes and blankets,
    And children’s cloaks and gold-oak cradles?
    Why, a moral truth is a hollow tooth
    Which must be propped with gold.

    Beginning to repeat himself, again Sersmith decries the selling off of one establishment in order to benefit another.  He invokes the name, “Thomas Rhodes,” which becomes a spoonian meme for evil.  “Thomas Rhodes” turns up often throughout the Spoon River Anthology, whenever a villain is needed.

    Fifth Movement:  The Vacuous Mindset

    Why, a moral truth is a hollow tooth
    Which must be propped with gold.

    Sersmith’s final couplet attempts to couple his dental wisdom and his political acumen by likening a “moral truth” to a “hollow tooth” which is filled with gold.  The dentist’s quip is more comical than wise, more pathetic than informative.  Such is the nature of this mindset, forever and anon.

    Origin of the “Sexsmith” Error

    The title of this Edgar Lee Masters’ epitaph “Sersmith the Dentist” is often misspelled across the Internet as “Sexsmith the Dentist.”  In all published print copies of the Spoon River Anthology in which that epitaph appears, beginning with the 1916 edition published by Macmillan in New York, the spelling is “Sersmith” not “Sexsmith.” 

    The “Sexsmith” misspelling appears in a number of contemporary sources, such as a bartleby.com entry from July 1999.  Other current reprints replicate this error, including youtube.  Other errors appear here, here, and here.  Unfortunately, these sites are not the only ones perpetuating this error.

    Fraktur:  Possible Reason for the Error

    This misspelling likely comes from an optical character recognition (OCR) error in reading the ornate typeset in which the titles were displayed in that early edition of the Spoon River Anthology.

    In that first edition in which the Sersmith epitaph appears, titles are displayed in a font called “Fraktur,” which is a typeface style developed in the early 16th century in Germany.

    The typeface Fraktur is ornate, rather flowery with curves and spikes, and thus it is highly decorative. It was widely used in German printing until the 20th century. (See image below.)

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    Image: Fraktur – Fontspace
  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Griffy the Cooper”

    Image: Edgar Lee Masters https://chicagoliteraryhof.org/inductees/profile/edgar-lee-masters
    Image: Edgar Lee Masters – Chicago Literary Hall of Fame

    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Griffy the Cooper”

    Griffy waxes philosophical about life from his experience as a cooper. But his thinking  results in an unprincipled point of view.  He shows himself to be weak as his diatribe remains trivial even nonsensical.

    Introduction and Text of “Griffy the Cooper”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “Griffy the Cooper” from the American classic Spoon River Anthology, the speaker, known only as Griffy, expounds on his expertise as a maker of tubs, extending his knowledge to a supposed profound conclusion that because of societal moral restraints, living life is like a living in a tub.

    While the speaker’s metaphor is somewhat clever, it eventually falls flat because his attempt to give advice remains weak and ineffectual.  Griffy’s premise that to escape the “tub” citizens should break societal “[t]aboos and rules” remains dangerously faulty.  Such nonsense would ultimately lead to the penitentiary, the biggest “tub” of all.

    This speaker apparently is unaware that to break out the societal prison, one must look within, not try to interfere with the very laws and rules that allow society to function.   Griffy is simply a name-calling lout, among the many others like him, trying to elevate his own worth by lessening that of others, as he spouts is pedestrian view of behavior.

    Griffy the Cooper

    The cooper should know about tubs.
    But I learned about life as well,  
    And you who loiter around these graves
    Think you know life.  
    You think your eye sweeps about a wide horizon, perhaps,  
    In truth you are only looking around the interior of your tub.
    You cannot lift yourself to its rim
    And see the outer world of things,
    And at the same time see yourself.
    You are submerged in the tub of yourself—
    Taboos and rules and appearances,  
    Are the staves of your tub.  
    Break them and dispel the witchcraft  
    Of thinking your tub is life!
    And that you know life!

    Commentary on “Griffy the Cooper”

    Griffy waxes philosophical about life from his experience as a cooper. But his thinking  results in an unprincipled point of view.  He shows himself to be weak as his diatribe remains trivial even nonsensical.

    First Movement:  What He Should Know About

    The cooper should know about tubs.
    But I learned about life as well,  
    And you who loiter around these graves
    Think you know life.  

    Griffy begins by touting his own knowledge about what he should know and that is, of course, “about tubs.”  But he then begins his discourse on learning about life in addition to his expertise in tub-making.  

    Griffy then insults the folks who would come around “these graves” by calling them loiterers who think they know about life.  But Griffy has some news for them, and he will show them that they do not know about life, but he does.

    Second Movement:  Inside Their Own Tubs

    You think your eye sweeps about a wide horizon, perhaps,  
    In truth you are only looking around the interior of your tub.

    Griffy says to those who loiter about the graves that they think they see so widely “about a wide horizon,” but in fact they are really only seeing the “interior of [their] tub.”   A useful example would have added to Griffy’s discourse, but then his offering such an example likely would have detracted from Griffy’s intellectual bankruptcy.  Thus Griffy’s diatribe remains vague and hollow.

    Third Movement:  No True Frame of Reference

    You cannot lift yourself to its rim
    And see the outer world of things,
    And at the same time see yourself.

    So, with the metaphor established that all of the grave-loiterers are firmly ensconced in their own tub, Griffy explains that from that tub they cannot lift “[themselves] to its rim.” 

    Because they cannot lift themselves, they cannot see what is actually happening outside of their tubs.  He says they have no true frame of reference, because they cannot see “the outer world of things” and “at the same time see [themselves].”  At this point, Griffy has begun a useful analogy, but can he make it work for a useful conclusion? 

    Fourth Movement:  A Tub of Rules

    You are submerged in the tub of yourself—
    Taboos and rules and appearances,  
    Are the staves of your tub.  

    According to Griffy, the people are “submerged in the tub of [themselves].”  And societal rules, taboos, and outward appearances form the “staves of [their] tub.”  In other words, people are imprisoned by the very schema that allows a civilized society to function.  Maybe Griffy should have tried a little harder to see over the lip of his own tub before drawing conclusions that would hold less water than his tubs.

    Fifth Movement:  The Efficacy of Breaking Rules

    Break them and dispel the witchcraft  
    Of thinking your tub is life!
    And that you know life!

    The bankruptcy of Griffy’s philosophy is conclusively revealed by his last proclamation.  He simply commands his audience, that is, those loitering around the graves, to break those annoying “staves” and just stop thinking “your tub is life!”  

    That is Griffy’s advice: “Break them and dispel the witchcraft / Of thinking your tub is life!”  “Them” invariably includes all the laws that keep society functioning.    And. no doubt, while Griffy is referring to religious law as “witchcraft,” he has no substantial knowledge about the history and purpose of the great world religions.

    Griffy implores his listeners to stop thinking “that you know life!”  Then what?  He then puts a hold on his diatribe before he could fill out his philosophy and explain the consequences of his demands. 

    This state of affairs remains rather typical for the Spoon River inmates who are big on hot-air inflated rhetoric and small on truth and logic. The reader will assign Griffy to the category of pathetic blow-hards whose epitaphs reek of a pompous nihilism.

  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Hon. Henry Bennett”

    Image:  Edgar Lee Masters - Portrait by Francis J. Quirk https://francisquirk.blogspot.com/2017/03/visit-to-national-portrait-gallery.html
    Image:  Edgar Lee Masters – Portrait by Francis J. Quirk https://francisquirk.blogspot.com/2017/03/visit-to-national-portrait-gallery.html

    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Hon. Henry Bennett”

    Henry Bennett is a pathetic character, who realizes too late that he has been played for fool by his wife.

    Introduction and Text of “Hon. Henry Bennett”

    Edgar Lee Masters’ again allows his Spoon River lamenter to fashion his lament in an American-Innovative sonnet.  Featuring the traditional fourteen lines, the sonnet remain rimeless and without a definite rhythm patters.

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “Hon. Henry Bennett” from the American classic Spoon River Anthology, the speaker laments his rapacious wife’s treachery:  she effectively “loved” him to death, but not out of love.    His wife had in mind to inherit Henry’s fortune and then marry the man of her dreams, the one with big muscles and a small brain.

    The Honorable Henry Bennett is one of Spoon River’s more pathetic characters.  His wife, who was much younger than the judge, literally screwed the man to death.  By the time he realized what was happening, he was on his deathbed.   The wife’s treachery rendered the poor man a fool.

    Hon. Henry Bennett

    It never came into my mind
    Until I was ready to die
    That Jenny had loved me to death, with malice of heart.
    For I was seventy, she was thirty-five,
    And I wore myself to a shadow trying to husband
    Jenny, rosy Jenny full of the ardor of life.  
    For all my wisdom and grace of mind
    Gave her no delight at all, in very truth,
    But ever and anon she spoke of the giant strength
    Of Willard Shafer, and of his wonderful feat
    Of lifting a traction engine out of the ditch  
    One time at Georgie Kirby’s.
    So Jenny inherited my fortune and married Willard—
    That mount of brawn! That clownish soul!

    Commentary on “Hon. Henry Bennett”

    Henry Bennett is a pathetic character, who realizes too late that he has been played for fool by his wife.

    First Movement:  “Loved” to Death

    It never came into my mind
    Until I was ready to die
    That Jenny had loved me to death, with malice of heart.

    Judge Bennett confesses that it had not occurred to him until he was on his death bed that his young wife, Jenny, had deliberately tried to kill him by engaging him in too much sexual activity. 

    The young Jenny literally “loved him to death.”  Euphemizing lascivious marital relations as “love,” the judge, nevertheless, now realizes that her intention had nothing to do with love and affection but with “with malice of heart.”

    Second Movement:  Twice Her Age

    For I was seventy, she was thirty-five,
    And I wore myself to a shadow trying to husband
    Jenny, rosy Jenny full of the ardor of life.  

    The Honorable Henry Bennett was seventy years old when he married the woman, Jenny, who was half his age.  She was “full of the ardor of life”—another veiled reference to her oversexualized comportment.  

    In the judge’s supposed husbandly duties, the poor Henry “wore [himself] to a shadow” attempting to keep Jenny satisfied.  He also describes Jenny as “rosy,” indicating the rush of blood that appears on the skin after a sexual encounter.

    Third Movement:  No Interest in His Mind

    For all my wisdom and grace of mind
    Gave her no delight at all, in very truth,
    But ever and anon she spoke of the giant strength
    Of Willard Shafer, and of his wonderful feat
    Of lifting a traction engine out of the ditch  
    One time at Georgie Kirby’s.

    Jenny demonstrated no interest in the judge’s “wisdom and grace of mind.”  We have to take Henry’s word for it that he possessed such praiseworthy qualities, but whatever his redeeming qualities might have been, his wife showed no interest in them.

    Instead, the wife admired physical strength.  She was always taunting Henry by repeating the story that Willard Shafer had “lift[ed] a traction engine out of the ditch / One time at Geogrie Kirby’s.”  

    His wife likely used this story repeatedly to entice Henry to service her sexually in order weaken Henry’s health.  But of course, as Henry said, he did not realize the nasty game Jenny was playing until it was too late.

    Fourth Movement:  Rich Enough to Marry Her Stud

    So Jenny inherited my fortune and married Willard—
    That mount of brawn! That clownish soul!

    To make a long story short, Henry quickly sums up his lament by reporting that after his death, Jenny married the man of the “giant strength,” Willard Shafer, after inheriting Henry’s fortune.  Jenny’s scheme succeeded, and Henry is left to name-call Jenny’s new husband, “That mount of brawn!  That clownish soul!”

    Lacking the “wisdom and grace of mind” of the Honorable Henry Bennett, the strongman Willard Shafer wins the woman and the judge’s money.  And the Hon. Henry Bennett is not at all happy, definitely not resting in peace.

  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “George Gray”

    Image: Edgar Lee Masters http://www.poorwilliam.net/al-082314.html Poor William’s Almanack
    Image: Edgar Lee Masters – Poor William’s Almanack

    Edgar Lee Masters’ “George Gray”

    The boat with furled sail chiseled on his tombstone prompts George Gray to speculate about his stalled life.

    Introduction and Text of “George Gray”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “George Gray” from the American classic Spoon River Anthology, the speaker philosophizes about his lost opportunities to infuse some meaning into his life. 

    The speaker’s tombstone features a boat “with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.”   This carving motivates George to dramatize his speculation that like the still boat his own life seemed to go nowhere.

    George Gray

    I have studied many times  
    The marble which was chiseled for me—
    A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.
    In truth it pictures not my destination
    But my life.
    For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;
    Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;
    Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.
    Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life.  
    And now I know that we must lift the sail
    And catch the winds of destiny
    Wherever they drive the boat.
    To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness,
    But life without meaning is the torture
    Of restlessness and vague desire—
    It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.

    Commentary on “George Gray”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “George Gray,” the speaker is musing on his life as he philosophizes about the lost opportunities that might have given meaning to his life.

    First Movement:  A Twisted Symbolism

    I have studied many times  
    The marble which was chiseled for me—
    A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.
    In truth it pictures not my destination
    But my life.

    A boat with a furled sail resting peacefully in a harbor symbolizes a life well lived and a soul resting comfortably in the arms of the divine after that life has accomplished its finish—an appropriate and beautiful image for a tombstone monument.   However, in the case of George Gray, the symbolism takes a very different twist.

    George begins by stating that he has contemplated that boat image “many times,” and he has concluded that it does not represent his life’s “destination” but the course of his life itself. 

    Second Movement:  Fear of Taking a Chance

    For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;
    Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;
    Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.

    George then offers the reasons that the boat image designates his course through life rather than his life’s destination.  George says that he was offered “love,” but he “shrank from its disillusionment.”  He would not have believed the old adage that is it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

    George then claims that he had the opportunity to experience “sorrow,” but he would not allow himself the luxury of that experience simply because he was “afraid.”  Quite likely, the “sorrow” arose as he declined the offer of love.   

    A part of George wanted to return the love, but his brittle nature rejected it and along with the sorrow caused by the rejection of love.  George also did not allow himself to engage in “ambition” because of dreading the “chances.”  He failed to play the game because he might lose—which made it a forgone conclusion that he would not win.

    Third Movement:  A Hunger for Meaning in Life

    Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life.  
    And now I know that we must lift the sail
    And catch the winds of destiny
    Wherever they drive the boat.

    Even as George was allowing love, ambition, and other emotions to slip through his fingers, he felt a “hunger[ ] for meaning in [his] life.”  He could not foretell that meaning resided in the unknown.

    But now George understands that to achieve meaning one must take chances; one must “lift the sail,” “catch the winds of destiny,” and be willing to go “[w]herever they drive the boat.” 

    Fourth Movement:  Torture Every Which Way 

    To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness,
    But life without meaning is the torture
    Of restlessness and vague desire—
    It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.

    George admits that “putt[ing] meaning in one’ life may end in madness.”  The loss of love, the despair brought on by sorrow, the dreaded dashing of ambitious hopes all could lead to “madness.”  But on the other hand, George now believes that “a life without meaning is the torture / Of restlessness and vague desire.”  

    Such a life of torture, he assumes, must be worse than the madness of unrequited love and failed ambitions.   George metaphorically likens such a passionless life as his own to a “boat longing for the sea yet afraid.”  Thus the only emotion he actually lived with was fear and that emotion proved to be torture.

  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Herbert Marshall”

    Image: Edgar Lee Masters https://chicagoliteraryhof.org/inductees/profile/edgar-lee-masters
    Image: Edgar Lee Masters – Chicago Literary Hall of Fame

    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Herbert Marshall”

    In this American-Innovative sonnet, “Herbert Marshall” is responding to the report delivered by “Louise Smith,” the speaker of the preceding epitaph.

    Introduction and Text of “Herbert Marshall”

    Edgar Lee Masters’ again performs his magic in an American-Innovative sonnet.  While the sonnet remains without a rime scheme or a rhythm pattern, it does section itself into the Petrarchan octave and sestet; the octave features the speaker’s response to Louise’s sorrow.  The sestet explains the speaker’s own sorrow along with his reason for abandoning the relationship with Louise.  

    The speaker in Edgar Lee Masters’ “Herbert Marshall” from Spoon River Anthology is offering his side of the complaint, revealed by Louise Smith, the previous speaker in the series.

    Herbert reflects the defects in Louise’s character, or lack thereof.  He then turns philosophical about life as it relates to happiness.  Herbert refused to be a doormat by allowing Louise to walk all over him in life.  And now in death he refuses to allow her to obfuscate the reason that he had to leave her.

    Herbert Marshall

    All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me  
    Sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness
    Of spirit and contempt of your soul’s rights
    Which made me turn to Annabelle and forsake you.
    You really grew to hate me for love of me,  
    Because I was your soul’s happiness,  
    Formed and tempered
    To solve your life for you, and would not.  
    But you were my misery. If you had been
    My happiness would I not have clung to you?
    This is life’s sorrow:  
    That one can be happy only where two are;
    And that our hearts are drawn to stars  
    Which want us not.

    Commentary on “Herbert Marshall”

    In this American-Innovative sonnet, “Herbert Marshall” is responding to the report delivered by “Louise Smith,” the speaker of the preceding epitaph.

    Octave: First Movement:  Louise’s Wrong Thinking

    All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me  
    Sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness
    Of spirit and contempt of your soul’s rights
    Which made me turn to Annabelle and forsake you.

    As Herbert addresses Louise, he lets her know that it was only her “delusion” regarding his relationship with Annabelle that made Louise end up hating Herbert.   Herbert insists that Louise was thinking wrongly.  He claims that he did not turn to Annabelle merely out of lust.  It was Louise’s own actions that caused Herbert to turn to another woman.

    Herbert wishes to make it clear that Louise’s wrong thinking caused her to hate him.  He insists that it was not evil intentions on his part that is responsible for Louise’s life destroying hatred.

    Octave: Second Movement:  Love Morphed into Hatred

    You really grew to hate me for love of me,  
    Because I was your soul’s happiness,  
    Formed and tempered
    To solve your life for you, and would not.

    Herbert remains well aware that Louise’s love for him morphed into hatred.  Yet he also understands that because she expected him to provide her “soul’s happiness,” he could never live up to such an expectation.  Like so many unlucky marriage partners, Louise wanted Herbert to supply her with that which he could not.  He was simply not capable of “solv[ing] [her] life for [her].”  

    Many marriages end because the partners expect each other to supply them with that soul happiness. That deep, inner happiness can only attained by each individual through his or her own effort.

    Marriage partners cannot supply each other with the deep, lasting happiness that only each unique soul can find.  The behavior of one human being toward another can never afford soul happiness.  Herbert was aware of this situation.  He realized that Louise would squeeze the life out of him if he tried to satisfy her soul longings.

    Thus, Herbert refused to allow himself to be used this way.  Knowing he could never the fill void caused by Louise’s wrongheadedness, he turned away from her and to Annabelle.

    Sestet: Third Movement:  Blunt and Defiant

    But you were my misery. If you had been
    My happiness would I not have clung to you?

    Herbert addresses Louise with a blunt and defiant response: “you were my misery.”    Herbert knew that Louise’s neediness would smother any hopes for a happy marriage for the two of them.

    Louise’s delusional expectations of Herbert made it impossible for her to offer him the love he need.  Her blindness to Herbert’s needs precluded any happiness that they might experience as a couple.  Herbert implies through a rhetorical question to Louise that if she had, in fact, been making him happy, he would have remained with her.

    And Herbert wants Louise to understand that he did not turn to another woman out of lust.  It was Louise’s needy selfishness that causes him to spurn her and end their relationship.  Louise’s clinging nature that grew out of pure greed was the culprit, not simple selfishness on Herbert’s part.

    Sestet: Fourth Movement:  Gleaning Awareness from Experience

    This is life’s sorrow:  
    That one can be happy only where two are;
    And that our hearts are drawn to stars  
    Which want us not.

    Finally, Herbert philosophically announces what he has gleaned from his experience about life and sorrow.  Herbert concludes that a conundrum exists: it seems that in order to be happy one has to become two, that is, has to have a marriage partner.  

    But Herbert also sees that “our hearts are drawn to stars / Which want us not.”  Even though we need a partner to be happy, we can be attracted to those who do not want us.  Such thinking makes the reader wonder about how Herbert’s relationship with Annabelle turned out.

  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Louise Smith”

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    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Louise Smith”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ American-Innovative sonnet, “Louise Smith” is a woman, who was jilted after an eight-year engagement.

    Introduction and Text of “Louise Smith”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “Louise Smith” from his American classic Spoon River Anthology, the speaker laments allowing her love for the man who jilted her to turn into hate.  This epitaph is offered in the form of an American-Innovative sonnet.

    Louise is speaking many years after the sorrowful event.  She becomes very philosophical about what happened to her.  Thus Louise is offering advice to others about selfish wishes and the nature of the soul.

    Louise Smith

    Herbert broke our engagement of eight years
    When Annabelle returned to the village
    From the Seminary, ah me!
    If I had let my love for him alone
    It might have grown into a beautiful sorrow—
    Who knows?—filling my life with healing fragrance.
    But I tortured it, I poisoned it,  
    I blinded its eyes, and it became hatred—  
    Deadly ivy instead of clematis.
    And my soul fell from its support,
    Its tendrils tangled in decay.
    Do not let the will play gardener to your soul
    Unless you are sure  
    It is wiser than your soul’s nature.

    Commentary on “Louise Smith”

    Edgar Lee Masters’ American-Innovative sonnet, “Louise Smith,” feature the drama of a woman who was jilted after an eight-year engagement.

    First Movement:  An “Ah, Me!” Moment

    Herbert broke our engagement of eight years
    When Annabelle returned to the village
    From the Seminary, ah me!

    Louise says that after Annabelle came back to Spoon River “from the Seminary,” her fiancé Herbert broke their eight-year engagement.   Louise then heaves a verbal indication of a sigh, “ah me!”

    Second Movement:  Waxing Philosophical

    If I had let my love for him alone
    It might have grown into a beautiful sorrow—
    Who knows?—filling my life with healing fragrance.

    Louise has garnered a philosophical stance regarding her unpleasant situation with Herbert.   She has turned over the situation in her mind and concluded that if she had simply allowed herself to continue loving him and thus allowed herself to grieve, that love “might have grown into a beautiful sorrow.”

    This “beautiful sorrow” likely would have led to a healing; she express that sentiment gently and graciously, “filling my life with healing fragrance.”   The reader then realizes that Louise will possibly be announcing how she took a different route and the “healing fragrance” eluded her.

    Third Movement:  A Confession

    But I tortured it, I poisoned it,  
    I blinded its eyes, and it became hatred—  
    Deadly ivy instead of clematis.

    Louise then confesses that she “tortured” and “poisoned” that love.  She “blinded its eyes,” and love transformed into hate.   Louise allowed herself to become bitter, concentrating not on what the love had been but simply that Herbert had dumped her for Annabelle.  

    No doubt, Louise’s hatred was doubled as she included Annabelle in that violent emotion.  Louise likens metaphorically her embattled loathing to “deadly ivy” whereas it had been “clematis.”   Louise’s own hatred poisoned her mind and heart.

    Fourth Movement:  Poisoning Her Soul

    And my soul fell from its support,
    Its tendrils tangled in decay.

    By allowing her heart and mind to poison her soul, to turn the beauty of clematis into the lethality of ivy, Louise caused her soul to fall “from its support.”    Continuing with the plant metaphor, Louise says her soul support’s “tendrils tangled in decay.”  Clematis produces lovely flowers as it climbs up a wall or trellis, but deadly ivy is poison ivy that can kill.  Both grow on stems that are called tendrils.  

    Louise’s metaphor focuses on the tangling of the deadly ivy that would cause decay because the tangled stems would choke the plant keeping out air and sunlight.   She is thus showing how her negative attitude choked off her positive emotions, which caused her love to become tangled in a web of hate where it decayed.

    Fifth Movement: Advice to the Love-Lorn

    Do not let the will play gardener to your soul
    Unless you are sure  
    It is wiser than your soul’s nature.

    Louise offers advice based on her own experience.  She counsels others, “[d]o not let the will play gardener to your soul / Unless you are sure / It is wiser than your soul’s nature.”

    Remaining with the plant metaphor, she tells her listeners not to allow selfish wishes to tend the soul, as a gardener would tend plants—that is, unless you know that those selfish wishes are more intelligent and “wiser” than the soul.   Because the soul is always wiser than selfish wishes, Louise accomplishes the goal of her advice.

  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Nellie Clark”

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    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Nellie Clark”

    Nellie Clark’s report focuses on the traumatic event she experienced at only eight years of age.

    Introduction and Text of “Nellie Clark”

    The speaker of Edgar Lee Masters’ epitaph titled “Nellie Clark” from his American classic, Spoon River Anthology, begins her blunt report by describing a horrific event that certainly influenced the direction of her life and likely shortened her life.

    Although this character remains simplistic, lacking much depth of experience and feeling, she does communicate her confusion  and life of horror as she focuses on the despicable act that ruined her life.

    Nellie Clark

    I was only eight years old;
    And before I grew up and knew what it meant
    I had no words for it, except
    That I was frightened and told my Mother;
    And that my Father got a pistol
    And would have killed Charlie, who was a big boy,
    Fifteen years old, except for his Mother.
    Nevertheless the story clung to me.
    But the man who married me, a widower of thirty-five,
    Was a newcomer and never heard it
    Till two years after we were married.
    Then he considered himself cheated,
    And the village agreed that I was not really a virgin.
    Well, he deserted me, and I died
    The following winter.

    Commentary on “Nellie Clark”

    Nellie Clark’s report focuses on the traumatic event she experienced at only eight years of age.

    First Movement:  A Violent Experience

    I was only eight years old;
    And before I grew up and knew what it meant
    I had no words for it, except
    That I was frightened and told my Mother;

    When she was only eight years old, Nellie was raped by Charlie, an older boy of fifteen. The little girl did not even realize what had happened to her, and she could not even give that act a label; as she explains, she had “no words for it.”

    However, Nellie did describe the act to her mother because she did experience fear after she was violated.   Although Nellie has no word for crime at only age eight, even as she reports as an adult, she never uses the term “rape.”  

    However, no reader can come away from Nellie’s description without knowing what had occurred and know that the term “rape” does apply to what happened to the little girl.  As an eight year old, there is no way that Nellie could have consented to that violent assault that took her virginity.  

    Second Movement:  Violent Intentions

    And that my Father got a pistol
    And would have killed Charlie, who was a big boy,
    Fifteen years old, except for his Mother.
    Nevertheless the story clung to me.

    After learning about what happened to his daughter, Nellie’s father took out his pistol with intentions of killing the boy, Charlie, who had raped his daughter.  Nellie’s father, however, did not kill the boy.  And it remains somewhat unclear who managed to stop him.  

    Nellie states it this way:  ” . . .  my Father got a pistol And would have killed Charlie, who was a big boy, / Fifteen years old, except for his Mother.” It remains unclear whether the “Mother” was the mother of Nellie’s father or the mother of Charlie, the boy who raped Nellie.

    It is likely Charlie’s mother.  Nellie would possibly have said her grandmother, if Nellie’s father’s mother has been the one to stop him. Either way, some mother prevents Nellie’s father from becoming a murderer, which would have further traumatized the young girl.

    Third Movement:  Nellie’s Husband

    But the man who married me, a widower of thirty-five,
    Was a newcomer and never heard it
    Till two years after we were married.

    Nellie then reports that she had to live with the story following her throughout her life; she expresses it as, “the story clung to me.”   Eventually, Nellie marries a man who had relocated to Spoon River and who did not know about the crime perpetrated against Nellie. 

    Nellie’s husband had been a widower and was thirty-five years old.  It is unclear the exact age of Nellie at the time of marriage, but she appears to suggest that she was still in her teens or likely in her early twenties.

    Nellie and her husband had been married only two years when he learned that Nellie had been raped when she was eight years old.  The man’s “newcomer” status had prevented him from being aware of the story clinging to the young Nellie.

    Fourth Movement:  He Felt Cheated

    Then he considered himself cheated,
    And the village agreed that I was not really a virgin.
    Well, he deserted me, and I died
    The following winter.

    After learning about Nellie’s attack and therefore her lack of virginity, her husband leaves her.  He claimed that he felt “cheated.”  Nellie asserts that, “the village agreed that I was not really a virgin.” Then after being abandoned by her husband, Nellie dies the “following winter.”   Nellie offers no indication as to how she died.

    Nellie, thus, leaves her listeners wondering how old she was when she died and what caused her early death, but those two details pale in comparison to the grizzly scene Nellie had earlier in her report planted in the mind’s eye of her readers.

  • Edgar Lee Masters’ “Fiddler Jones”

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    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Fiddler Jones”

    Fiddler Jones is one of the less melancholy figures of Spoon River, though he has his trials as well. 

    Introduction with Text of  “Fiddler Jones”

    In Edgar Lee Masters’ “Fiddler Jones” from his American classic Spoon River Anthology, the speaker waxes philosophical about life; he possesses a more congenial nature than many of the other Spoon River inmates. 

    Although Fiddler has trials to report from his life, he remains one of the more jovial and less melancholy characters from the Spoon River bunch.  He does not blame others for his lot in life.

    Fiddler Jones

    The earth keeps some vibration going  
    There in your heart, and that is you.  
    And if the people find you can fiddle,  
    Why, fiddle you must, for all your life.
    What do you see, a harvest of clover?
    Or a meadow to walk through to the river?  
    The wind’s in the corn; you rub your hands
    For beeves hereafter ready for market;
    Or else you hear the rustle of skirts  
    Like the girls when dancing at Little Grove.
    To Cooney Potter a pillar of dust
    Or whirling leaves meant ruinous drouth;  
    They looked to me like Red-Head Sammy  
    Stepping it off, to “Toor-a-Loor.”
    How could I till my forty acres
    Not to speak of getting more,
    With a medley of horns, bassoons and piccolos  
    Stirred in my brain by crows and robins
    And the creak of a wind-mill—only these?  
    And I never started to plow in my life
    That some one did not stop in the road
    And take me away to a dance or picnic.
    I ended up with forty acres;
    I ended up with a broken fiddle—
    And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,
    And not a single regret.

    Commentary on “Fiddler Jones”

    Fiddler Jones is one of the less melancholy figures of Spoon River, though he has his own trials and tribulations as well.

    First Movement:  Vibration in the Heart

    The earth keeps some vibration going  
    There in your heart, and that is you.  
    And if the people find you can fiddle,  
    Why, fiddle you must, for all your life.

    Fiddler Jones holds forth that the heart of a human being is connected to and motivated by a planetary “vibration.”  He believes the essence of the human being is “some vibration” that resides in the heart and that essence constitutes the personality and nature of the individual. 

    Fiddler offers an example, using his own “vibration,” his talent for playing a fiddle.  He claims that when people learn of your talent, then you have to keep performing for them until you die.

    Second Movement:  Hearing vs Seeing

    What do you see, a harvest of clover?
    Or a meadow to walk through to the river?  
    The wind’s in the corn; you rub your hands
    For beeves hereafter ready for market;
    Or else you hear the rustle of skirts  
    Like the girls when dancing at Little Grove.

    Fiddler then compares himself to a farmer, who sees “a harvest of clover,” a meadow that backs up to a river, beef cattle “ready for market.”  

    Instead of all these things, Fiddler hears “the rustle of skirts” of the girls dancing while he plays his fiddle.

    Third Movement:  From Forty to a Thousand

    To Cooney Potter a pillar of dust
    Or whirling leaves meant ruinous drouth;  
    They looked to me like Red-Head Sammy  
    Stepping it off, to “Toor-a-Loor.”

    Fiddler refers to Cooney Potter, the farmer who began with an inherited forty acres and turned them into a thousand and strove to double that.  

    Fiddler asserts that a storm would leave Potter devastated, but people expected music from the fiddler so they could dance.  He implies that he would not have to endure such ruin.

    Fourth Movement:  Music Trumps Tillage

    How could I till my forty acres
    Not to speak of getting more,
    With a medley of horns, bassoons and piccolos  
    Stirred in my brain by crows and robins
    And the creak of a wind-mill—only these?  

    Unlike Cooney, who coveted more and more acres, Fiddler had a head full of music, “a medley of horns, bassoons and piccolos.”  

    All of these instruments were “stirred in [his] brain by crows and robins / And the creak of a wind-mill.”   Fiddler fiddled because he had musical talent that occupied his heart and mind.

    Fifth Movement:  Music in His Heart and Mind

    And I never started to plow in my life That some one did not stop in the road
    And take me away to a dance or picnic.

    Fiddler’s music ability, however, interfered with his ability to farm.  Every time he started to plow a field, someone would come and drag him off “to a dance or picnic” to entertain them.   

    Fiddler, however, obviously enjoyed his music more than plowing, or else he would have turned down those invitations once in a while.

    Sixth Movement:  No Regrets

    I ended up with forty acres;
    I ended up with a broken fiddle—
    And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,
    And not a single regret.

    The musician claims that as he started with forty acres, he “ended up with forty acres.”  But he also “ended up with a broken fiddle.”  Sadly, Fiddler ended up with “a broken laugh, and a thousand memories.”  But yet not so sadly, he can report that he also ended up with no regrets.

    Being without regrets puts Fiddler Jones into a very different mind-set from many of the Spoon River epitaph reporters, whose main issue usually focuses on their regrets.  When they are not blaming others for their poor choices, they are whining about how they could have done better had the people around them treated them better. 

    Thus to announce a life that results in no regrets demonstrates that Fiddler Jones is resting much easier than his fellow graveyard residents.

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  •  Edgar Lee Masters’ “Deacon Taylor,” “Sam Hookey,” and “Cooney Potter”

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     Edgar Lees Masters’ “Deacon Taylor,” “Sam Hookey,” and “Cooney Potter”

    These three very short epitaphs from Edgar Lee Masters’ American Classic Spoon River Anthology feature diverse characters making bizarre confessions.

    Introduction:  A Motley Trio

    Edgar Lee Masters’ “Deacon Taylor,” “Sam Hookey,” and “Cooney Potter” from Masters’ American classic Spoon River Anthology portray characters of little depth, so they are presented here together.  These three very short epitaphs feature very diverse characters making bizarre confessions.

    Each character features the complaining mind-set of most the after-death reporters; however, this trio gives few details about each of their stories.  They just want to chime in with a short quip about their lives., so it seems.

    Deacon Taylor’s confession reveals his hypocrisy, being a churchman and a member of the “prohibition” party, yet dying of cirrhosis of the liver. 

    Sam Hookey’s report may be one of the most bizarre as it remains unclear his purpose for revealing the odd appearance of “Robespierre” to him after Hookey’s death.

    Cooney Potter’s description of his death is odd, but his purpose is clear.  He needs to show that he died while working, not from a frivolous enjoyment of tobacco.

    Deacon Taylor

    I belonged to the church,
    And to the party of prohibition;
    And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon. 
    In truth I had cirrhosis of the liver,
    For every noon for thirty years, I slipped behind the prescription partition
    In Trainor’s drug store
    And poured a generous drink
    From the bottle marked
    “Spiritus frumenti.”


    Commentary on “Deacon Taylor

    This speaker wants to get a dirty little secret off his chest.

    First Movement:  Member of Church and Prohibition Party

    Taylor says he was a church member as well as belonging to the “party of prohibition.”   And so when he died the villagers thought he “died of eating watermelon.”

    Second Movement:  Died of Cirrhosis

    But the Deacon confesses that he actually died of cirrhosis of the liver, because for thirty years he “slipped behind the prescription partition / In Trainor’s drug store” and gulped down a large portion of “Spiritus frumenti.”

    Sam Hookey

    I ran away from home with the circus,
    Having fallen in love with Mademoiselle Estralada,
    The lion tamer.
    One time, having starved the lions
    For more than a day,
    I entered the cage and began to beat Brutus
    And Leo and Gypsy.  
    Whereupon Brutus sprang upon me,  
    And killed me.  
    On entering these regions
    I met a shadow who cursed me,
    And said it served me right….  
    It was Robespierre!

    Commentary on “Sam Hookey

    Sam Hookey offers a bizarre admission about the events leading to his ultimate demise.

    First Movement:  For the Love of a Lion Tamer

    Sam reports that he left home to join the circus after he fell in love the lion tamer, Mademoiselle Estralada.

    Second Movement:  Karmic Lions

    In his bizarre confession, Sam reveals that he starved three lions, Brutus, Leo, and Gypsy, and then stepped into their cage and began beating them, whereupon Brutus “sprang upon me / And killed me.”

    Third Movement:  Chickens Coming Home to Roost

    Upon his death, Sam found himself confronted by “a shadow” that cursed him and told him that he got what he deserved.  He concludes by saying the “shadow” was Robespierre, the famous politician who is credited with the Reign of Terror during the French Revolution.

    Cooney Potter

    I inherited forty acres from my Father
    And, by working my wife, my two sons and two daughters
    From dawn to dusk, I acquired  
    A thousand acres. But not content,
    Wishing to own two thousand acres, I bustled through the years with axe and plow,
    Toiling, denying myself, my wife, my sons, my daughters.  
    Squire Higbee wrongs me to say
    That I died from smoking Red Eagle cigars.
    Eating hot pie and gulping coffee
    During the scorching hours of harvest time
    Brought me here ere I had reached my sixtieth year.

    Commentary on “Cooney Potter”

    Cooney Potter simply wants to refute the contention made by Squire Higbee about Potter’s death.

    First Movement:  Farm Expansion

    Sam states that his father left him “forty acres.”  By hard work, including that of his wife and four children all laboring from “dawn to dusk,” Sam was able expand his farm from forty acres to “a thousand acres.”

    Second Movement:  Striving for Two Thousand

    Sam was not satisfied with his thousand acres, and therefore kept his family busy, “Toiling, denying myself, my wife, my sons, my daughters” striving to acquire a second thousand acres.  He does not make it clear that he succeeded in reaching the two-thousand-acre goal.

    Third Movement:  Death before Sixty

    Sam complains, “Squire Higbee wrongs me” when he claimed Sam “died from smoking Red Eagle cigars.”  Sam insists he died from “eating hot pie and gulping coffee / During the scorching hours of harvest time.”  Finally, he reveals that he died before he had attained the age of sixty.