American poetry -- 19th century; American poetry -- 20th century
At seventeen he published a small book containing six dramatic
portraits, _Five Men and Pompey_ (1915), a remarkable set of
monologues which, in spite of distinct traces of Browning and Alfred
Noyes, was little short of astounding, coming from a schoolboy. In
Benét’s next volume, _Young Adventure_ (1918), one hears something
more than the speech of an infant prodigy; the precocious facility
has developed into a keen and individual vigor.
_Heavens and Earth_ (1920), the most representative collection, has
a greater imaginative sweep. Like his brother, the younger Benét is
at his best in the decoratively grotesque; his fancy exults in
running the scales between the whimsically bizarre and the lightly
diabolic.
PORTRAIT OF A BOY
After the whipping, he crawled into bed;
Accepting the harsh fact with no great weeping.
How funny uncle’s hat had looked striped red!
He chuckled silently. The moon came, sweeping
A black frayed rag of tattered cloud before
In scorning; very pure and pale she seemed,
Flooding his bed with radiance. On the floor
Fat motes danced. He sobbed; closed his eyes and dreamed.
Warm sand flowed round him. Blurts of crimson light
Splashed the white grains like blood. Past the cave’s mouth
Shone with a large fierce splendor, wildly bright,
The crooked constellations of the South;
Here the Cross swung; and there, affronting Mars,
The Centaur stormed aside a froth of stars.
Within, great casks like wattled aldermen
Sighed of enormous feasts, and cloth of gold
Glowed on the walls like hot desire. Again,
Beside webbed purples from some galleon’s hold,
A black chest bore the skull and bones in white
Above a scrawled “Gunpowder!” By the flames,
Decked out in crimson, gemmed with syenite,
Hailing their fellows by outrageous names
The pirates sat and diced. Their eyes were moons.
“Doubloons!” they said. “The words crashed gold.
Doubloons!”
_Hilda Conkling_
Hilda Conkling, most gifted of recent infant prodigies, was born at
Catskill-on-Hudson, New York, October 8, 1910. The daughter of Grace
Hazard Conkling (see page 207), she came to Northampton,
Massachusetts, with her mother when she was three years old and has
lived there since, a normal out-of-doors little girl.
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