Who is Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein (March 23, 1865 – December 8, 1914) was a poet from Louisville, Kentucky.

Biography

Madison Julius Cawein was born in Louisville, Kentucky on March 23, 1865, the fifth child of William and Christiana (Stelsly) Cawein. His father made patent medicines from herbs. Thus as a child, Cawein became acquainted with and developed a love for local nature.

After graduating from high school, Cawein worked in a pool hall in Louisville as a cashier in Waddill's New-market, which also served as a gambling house. He worked there for six years, saving his pay so he could return home to write.

His output was thirty-six books and 1,500 poems. His writing presented Kentucky scenes in a language echoing Percy Bysshe Shelley and John Keats. ...
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Madison Julius Cawein Poems

  • A Motive In Gold And Gray
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    To-night he sees their star burn, dewy-bright,
    Deep in the pansy, eve hath made for it, ...
  • Foreword. To Idyllic Monologues
    And one, perchance, will read and sigh:
    "What aimless songs! Why will he sing
    Of nature that drags out her woe
    Through wind and rain, and sun, and snow, ...
  • Pictured
    This is the face of her
    I've dreamed of long;
    Here in my heart's despair,
    This is the face of her ...
  • Before The End
    How does the Autumn in her mind conclude
    The tragic masque her frosty pencil writes,
    Broad on the pages of the days and nights,
    In burning lines of orchard, wold, and wood? ...
  • Blooms Of The Berry - Proem
    Wine-warm winds that sigh and sing,
    Led me, wrapped in many moods,
    Thro' the green sonorous woods
    Of belated Spring; ...
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Wild 482 Soul 384 White 383 Face 363 Sweet 361 Long 346 Heart 341 Night 338 I Love You 332 Love 332


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Artcalvil1: she held her mouth up redly wan, and burning cold,—i bent and kissed such rosy snow as some wild dawn makes of a mist. madison julius cawein (1865-1914)
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jayda : your poems are horrible there
Shyra mae regio: Beautiful and stroy
Shyra mae regio: Beautiful and stroy
Kristi Thompson: I have always loved the poem, “Whippoorwill Time” since I was a young girl. I found it in an old book that was my Grandmothers. I have memorized it and always appreciated the serenity of the poem. Tonight I heard a Whippoorwill in the wild and it brought me back to the poem that I read and cherish as a child. I shared the poem with my husband and he loved it as well and we have read it several times sense. I appreciate knowing that the author was a lover of nature because my husband and I are as well.

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