This poem was included in the original 1915 edition.
VERY well, you liberals, And navigators into realms intellectual, You sailors through heights imaginative, Blown about by erratic currents, tumbling into air pockets, You Margaret Fuller Slacks, Petits, And Tennessee Claflin Shopes-- You tound with all your boasted wisdom How hard at the last it is To keep the soul from splitting into cellular atoms. While we, seekers of earth's treasures Getters and hoarders of gold, Are self-contained, compact, harmonized, Even to the end.
, about 1 year ago
wow.... you REALLY have to think deeply about this one..... and i really dont get it... but i normally think REAL deep.... hmmm, maybe its just some random stuff thrown together and sounded neat. oh well, this Paul Houle seems to get sooo...... i guess its just me....
Paul Houle , over 2 years ago
Talked about in more epitaphs than anyone else, Thomas Rhodes is clearly Spoon River's most prominent citizen. Yet, rather than talking about his accomplishments, Rhodes expresses his disdain for the artists, intellectuals and dreamers of the town.
Rhodes owned the bank and other businesses in the town. His bank failed, which was a common occurrence in the time between the civil war and WWII, a time in which explosive economic growth alternated with financial panics.