Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Howard BentlyLaura Sherry
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“If any other man had tried
To put over a plug hat
In this Western burg
He’d a been egged.”
Didn’t follow fashion.
He brought his hat from Massachusetts—
It was a good hat
And lasted forty years.
For the matter of that,
Eight months of the calendar
He didn’t wear a hat;
He never did unnecessary things.
He split a cracker
If the scales tipped over a pound.
He split a cracker
If the scales tipped under a pound.
When a neighbor was sick
He sat up nights,
And took the orphans home.
Earned in his corner grocery,
Was scattered about the country
Among the struggling farmers.
Howard Bently died
Without trying to collect.
He was a quiet man.
No tombstone
Shouts his name above the sod.