Edgar Lee Masters was an American poet who is best remembered for his Spoon River Anthology. This collection of poems is all based on the same premise. It provides readers with epitaphs, describing the lives and deeds of residents of a fictional town called Spoon River. He is also the author of essays, twenty-one collections of poetry, six novels, and several biographies.
โAnne Rutledgeโ by Edgar Lee Masters is an epitaph based on the life of someone who knew and loved Abraham Lincoln in her youth.
Out of me unworthy and unknown
The vibrations of deathless music;
โWith malice toward none, with charity for all.โ
Out of me the forgiveness of millions toward millions,
Mastersโ โFiddler Jonesโ highlights how following oneโs passion, no matter what it is, is always worthwhile and helps lead a life without any regrets. As the title says, this poem is about a wayward fiddler devoted to his passion.
Where is Old Fiddler Jones
Who played with life all his ninety years,
Braving the sleet with bared breast,
Drinking, rioting, thinking neither of wife nor kin,
Masters’ ‘Archibald Higbie,’ part of ‘Spoon River Anthology,’ laments artistic defeat, blaming it on ordinary roots, reflecting deep regret.
I loathed you, Spoon River. I tried to rise above you,
I was ashamed of you. I despised you
As the place of my nativity.
And there in Rome, among the artists,
Carl Hamblin critiques justice through allegory, depicting a corrupted Lady Justice blinded by wealth and influence.
The press of the Spoon River Clarion was wrecked,
And I was tarred and feathered,
For publishing this on the day the Anarchists were hanged in Chicago:
"I saw a beautiful woman with bandaged eyes
โConrad Sieverโ by Masters contrasts autumn’s decay with a vibrant apple tree, symbolizing life’s cycle and resilience amidst change.
Not in that wasted garden
Where bodies are drawn into grass
That feeds no flocks, and into evergreens
That bear no fruit โ
‘Fletcher McGee’ by Edgar Lee Masters is a skilled example of confessional poetry. The poem is written as an epitaph for Mr. Fletcher McGee.
She took my strength by minutes,
She took my life by hours,
She drained me like a fevered moon
That saps the spinning world.
โInexorable Deitiesโ is made up of one speakerโs wish to be given the power to look on the beauty of the world without shying away.
Deities!
Inexorable revealers,
Give me strength to endure
The gifts of the Muses,
In โMinerva Jonesโ by Masters, Minerva, ridiculed for her appearance, endures tragedy. Her final wish is for her poetry to live on.
I thirsted so for love
I hungered so for life!
Masters’ โPetit, the Poetโ sets the conventions of traditional poetry against a deep-seated yearning for unbridled creative expression.
SEEDS in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick,
Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrelโ
Faint iambics that the full breeze wakensโ
But the pine tree makes a symphony thereof.
Edgar Lee Masters’ ‘The Circuit Judge’ explores feelings of sorrow and isolation, dwelling on terrible choices in the past.
Take note, passers-by, of the sharp erosions
Eaten in my head-stone by the wind and rain i
Almost as if an intangible Nemesis or hatred
Were marking scores against me,
โThe Hillโ by Edgar Lee Masters describes the lives and deaths of some of the residents of Spoon Riverโthe community that features in much of his verse.
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom and Charley,
The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, the fighter?
All, all are sleeping on the hill.