Lucinda Matlock by Edgar Lee Masters from Spoon River Anthology

Lucinda Matlock

by Edgar Lee Masters

Autumn bounty of pumpkins and gourds from Longwood Gardens By Sdwelch1031 (Own work) [CC-BY-3.0 (], via Wikimedia Commonsfrom Spoon River Anthology (New York: Macmillan Co, 1916)

I WENT to the dances at Chandlerville,
And played snap-out at Winchester.
One time we changed partners,
Driving home in the moonlight of middle June,
And then I found Davis.
We were married and lived together for seventy years,
Enjoying, working, raising the twelve children,
Eight of whom we lost
Ere I had reached the age of sixty.
I spun,
I wove,
I kept the house,
I nursed the sick,
I made the garden, and for holiday
Rambled over the fields where sang the larks,
And by Spoon River gathering many a shell,
And many a flower and medicinal weed—
Shouting to the wooded hills, singing to the green valleys.
At ninety—six I had lived enough, that is all,
And passed to a sweet repose.
What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness,
Anger, discontent and drooping hopes?
Degenerate sons and daughters,
Life is too strong for you—
It takes life to love Life.


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