PoemI have fallen in love with American names, The sharp, gaunt names that never get fat, The snakeskin-titles of mining-claims, The plumed war-bonnet of Medicine Hat, Tucson and Deadwood and Lost Mule Flat.Stephen Vincent BenetAmerican Names · 1927★ 3.4
PoemI shall not rest quiet in Montparnasse, I shall not lie easy at Winchelsea. You may bury my body in Sussex grass, You may bury my tongue at Champmédy. I shall not be there, I shall rise and pass. Bury my heart at Wounded Knee.Stephen Vincent BenetAmerican Names · 1927★ 3.4
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