Who is John Crowe Ransom

John Crowe Ransom (April 30, 1888 – July 3, 1974) was an American educator, scholar, literary critic, poet, essayist and editor. He is considered to be a founder of the New Criticism school of literary criticism. As a faculty member at Kenyon College, he was the first editor of the widely regarded Kenyon Review. Highly respected as a teacher and mentor to a generation of accomplished students, he also was a prize-winning poet and essayist.


John Crowe Ransom was born on April 30, 1888, in Pulaski, Tennessee. His father, John James Ransom (1853–1934) was a Methodist minister. His mother was Sara Ella (Crowe) Ransom (1859–1947). He had two sisters, Annie Phillips and Ella Irene, and one brother, Richard. He grew up in Spring Hill, Franklin, Spring...
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John Crowe Ransom Poems

  • Friendship
    I VIEWED him well, the visible fat fool,
    And yet I took him in; for I contended,
    Friends are not sent in order of our choosing,
    They come unsuited like the gifts of God. ...
  • Grace
    WHO is it beams the merriest
    At killing a man, the laughing one?
    You are the one I nominate,
    God of the rivers of Babylon. ...
  • The Resurrection
    LONG, long before men die I sometimes read
    Their stoic backs as plain as graveyard stones,
    An epitaph of poor dead men indeed.
    I never pass those old and crooked bones, ...
  • Under The Locusts
    What do the old men say,
    Sitting out of the sun?
    Many strange and common things,
    And so would any one. ...
  • Romance Of A Youngest Daughter
    Who will wed the Dowagerâ??s youngest daughter,
    The Captain? filled with ale?
    He moored his expected boat to a stake in the water
    And stumbled on sea-legs into the Hall for mating, ...
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God 21 I Love You 19 Never 19 Love 19 Good 18 Heart 14 Night 13 Face 13 Poor 13 Earth 12

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Chris_navin: wednesday poem-john crowe ransom
Kulambq: 'i dip my hat to chaucer, swilling soup from his saucer. and to master shakespeare who wrote big on small beer. the abstemious wordsworth subsisted on a curd’s worth, but a slick one was tennyson, putting gravy on his venison.' ~ john crowe ransom, 'survey of literature'
Welfordwrites: necrological, a poem by john crowe ransom. a reflection on life and death based on the aftermath of a medieval battle.
Welfordwrites: bells for john whiteside's daughter, a poem by john crowe ransom. an unsentimental reaction to the death of a young child.
Robinhemley: at kenyon college (where i just gave a reading last night) there’s a marker commemorating john crowe ransom, influential editor of the kenyon review. he loved my mother’s stories and thought she was among the best writers of her generation.
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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: Part 067
 by Alfred Lord Tennyson

When on my bed the moonlight falls,
I know that in thy place of rest
By that broad water of the west,
There comes a glory on the walls:

Thy marble bright in dark appears,
As slowly steals a silver flame
Along the letters of thy name,

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