Stephen Vincent Benet

(1898 - 1943 / Pennsylvania / United States)

Stephen Vincent Benet Poems

1. Minor Litany 8/31/2015
2. The Falconer Of God 3/30/2010
3. Rain After A Vaudeville Show 1/3/2003
4. Nos Immortales 1/3/2003
5. Three Day's Ride 3/30/2010
6. Portrait Of A Boy 1/3/2003
7. The General Public 1/3/2003
8. The City Revisited 1/3/2003
9. Portrait Of A Baby 1/3/2003
10. American Names 1/17/2015
11. The Drug-Shop, Or, Endymion In Edmonstoun 1/3/2003
12. The Fiddling Wood 1/3/2003
13. Robert E. Lee 3/30/2010
14. The Congressmen Came Out To See Bull Run 3/30/2010
15. The Ballad Of William Sycamore [1790-1871] 3/30/2010
16. The Hemp 1/3/2003
17. The White Peacock 1/3/2003
18. Winged Man 1/3/2003
19. Talk 1/3/2003
20. The Mountain Whippoorwill 3/7/2012
21. Campus Sonnets: May Morning 3/30/2010
22. The Quality Of Courage 1/3/2003
23. Road And Hills 1/3/2003
24. Young Blood 1/3/2003
25. Ghosts Of A Lunatic Asylum 3/30/2010
26. The Breaking Point 1/3/2003
27. Campus Sonnets: Before An Examination 3/30/2010
28. Alexander Vi Dines With The Cardinal Of Capua 1/3/2003
29. The Innovator 1/3/2003
30. Campus Sonnets: Return - 1917 3/30/2010
31. Nightmare Number Three 3/30/2010
32. Campus Sonnets: Talk 3/30/2010
33. 1936 3/30/2010
34. Dedication 1/3/2003
35. The Lover In Hell 1/3/2003
36. Poor Devil! 1/3/2003
37. Army Of Northern Virginia 3/30/2010
38. Return - 1917 1/3/2003
39. Before An Examination 1/3/2003
40. Difference 3/30/2010
Best Poem of Stephen Vincent Benet

Colors

(For D. M. C.)

The little man with the vague beard and guise
Pulled at the wicket. "Come inside!" he said,
"I'll show you all we've got now -- it was size
You wanted? -- oh, dry colors! Well" -- he led
To a dim alley lined with musty bins,
And pulled one fiercely. Violent and bold
A sudden tempest of mad, shrieking sins
Scarlet screamed out above the battered gold
Of tins and picture-frames. I held my breath.
He tugged another hard -- and sapphire skies
Spread in vast quietude, serene as death,
O'er waves like crackled turquoise -- and my ...

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The Innovator

(A Pharaoh Speaks.)

I said, "Why should a pyramid
Stand always dully on its base?
I'll change it! Let the top be hid,
The bottom take the apex-place!"
And as I bade they did.

The people flocked in, scores on scores,

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