John Hay

(8 October 1838 – 1 July 1905 / Salem, Indiana)

Benoni Dunn


I sat on a worm fence talking
With one of the Bear Creek boys,
When all the woods were ringing
With the blue jay's jubilant noise.
Prairie and timber were glorious
In the love of the hot young sun,
But a philosophic gloom possessed
The soul of Benoni Dunn.

"Nothin' in all this 'varsal yerth
Is like what it ort to be,
I've give up tryin' to see the nub
It's too hefty a job fer me.
The weaker a feller's stummick may be,
The bigger his dinner, you bet,
And the more he don't care a damn for cash,
The richer he's sure to get.

"Thar's old Brads got a pretty young wife
And the biggest house in Pike
No chick nor child says he's sixty-two,
But he's eighty-two more like.
I'low God thinks it a derned good joke-
The way he tries it on-
To send a plenty of hazel-nuts
To folks with their back teeth gone.

"I ort to be in Congress;
I would ef I'd went to school.
That's Colonel Scrubb our member
He's jest a nateral fool.
When he come here, Lord! he didn't know
Peach blow from a dogwood blossom,
And the derned galoot owned up to me
That he never seed a 'possum!

"Everything works contráry-
You never knows what to do:
Ef I sow in wheat I'll wish it was corn
Afore the fall is through.
And talk about pleasure ef I was axed
The thing that most I love,
I'd say it's gingerbread and that
I git the littlest uv.

"What is the use of livin'
Where everything goes skew-haw,
Where you starve ef you keep the Commandments,
And hang ef you break the law.
I've give up tryin' to see the nub
Uv what we was meant to be;
The more I study, the more I don't know-
It's too hefty a job fer me."

And this was the sum of the thinking
Of tall Benoni Dunn,
While gay in weeds his cornfield laughed
In the light of the kindly sun.
Ruminant thus he maundered,
With a scowl on his tangled brow,
With gaps in his fence, and hate in his heart,
And rust on his idle plough.

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read poems about / on: school, hate, house, sun, child, light, god, work, children

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Benoni Dunn by John Hay )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Haiku-2 (TREES), Saheb Mohapatra
  2. LIMERICK-4 (Cost Problem), Saheb Mohapatra
  3. लिमारिक #16, Ronjoy Brahma
  4. लिमारिक #15, Ronjoy Brahma
  5. 3 WORDS..., DRASHI SHAH
  6. Hmm, Pradip Chattopadhyay
  7. Following Jane, David Lewis Paget
  8. Asleep Under Stars, Phil Soar
  9. Epidemic, Aftab Alam
  10. The Desire, Aftab Alam

Poem of the Day

poet Geoffrey Chaucer

Compleyne ne koude, ne might myn herte never,
My peynes halve, ne what torment I have,
Though that I sholde in your presence ben ever,
Myn hertes lady, as wisly he me save
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

Trending Poems

  1. Unity is Strength, S.D. TIWARI
  2. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  3. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  4. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  5. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  6. All the World's a Stage, William Shakespeare
  7. If, Rudyard Kipling
  8. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  9. After Making Love We Hear Footsteps, Galway Kinnell
  10. Blackberry Eating, Galway Kinnell

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]