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Wheeler Wilcox was a very popular poet of her day. The poet
laureate of the Temperance Movement, her first book of poetry (as Ella
Wheeler, before her marriage) was published by The National Temperance
Movement and Publication House. Four of these poems are
Very much a traditionalist in many ways, Mrs. Wilcox (she would have
deplored the "Ms" designation) is said to have mellowed in her later
years - like a fine wine! Indeed, her prowess as a poet
not be judged by her "temperance poetry", which were written in her
early 20's. Her
poem today is "Solitude" (see link below).
Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919), American poet
she sat with her accusing heart,
like a restless comrade, frightened sleep,
every thought that found her left a dart
hurt her so, she could not even weep.
heart that once had been a cup well filled
love’s red wine, save for some drops of gall,
knew was empty; though it had not spilled
sweets for one, but wasted them on all.
stood upon the grave of her dead truth,
saw her soul’s bright armor red with rust,
knew that all the riches of her youth
Dead Sea apples, crumbling into dust.
that had turned to bitter, biting scorn,
despoiled, and homes made desolate,
her cry out that she was ever born
loathe her beauty and to curse her fate.
from Poems Of
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