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Fannie Stearns Davis

I lived from 1884-1966. I was from the United States, and am in the Americas category.

Davis was born in Cleveland, Ohio on March 6, 1884. She graduated from Smith College in 1904. She is credited with having two books of poetry
published: Myself and I, 1913, and Crack O' Dawn, 1915.
Her poetry is marked by sensitive poetic feeling and delicate artistry. Davis taught English at Kemper Hall in Kenoshay, Wisconsin from 1906-07. In 1910, she was instrumental in assisting her brother, William Stearns Davis, in editing his classic historical book, A Day in Old Athens. She earned the distinction of being listed in the 1914 Who's Who. Jessie Bell Rittenhouse was one of the many people that praised the lyrical quality of Davis' poetry.

Davis' married name was Mrs. Augustus McKinstrey Gifford. The death date is a guesstimate

Links of interest include http://www.infoplease.com/t/poetry/modern-verse/davis-bio.html

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  • Ghosts
    I am almost afraid of the wind out there.
    The dead leaves skip on the porches bare,
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  • Souls
    My Soul goes clad in gorgeous things,
      Scarlet and gold and blue;
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  • The Moods
    The Moods have laid their hands across my hair:
    The Moods have drawn their fingers through my heart;
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  • The Forbidden Lure
    "Leave all and follow - follow!"
    Lure of the sun at dawn,
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  • The Narrow Doors
    The Wide Door into Sorrow
    Stands open night and day.
    23 lines, 2 comments
  • Wind
    The Wind bows down the poplar trees,
    The Wind bows down the crested seas;
    18 lines
  • The Ancient Beautiful Things
    I am all alone in the room.
    The evening stretches before me
    111 lines
  • Hill-Fantasy
    Sitteth by the red cairn a brown One, a
    hoofed One,
    104 lines
  • Water Fantasy
    O brown brook, O blithe brook, what will you say to me
    If I take off my heavy shoon and wade you childishly?
    45 lines, 2 comments
  • The Strange Things of the Sea
    Full patiently the fisherman lay rocking, rocking, rocking;
    Against his boat the little waves came knocking, knocking, knocking,
    18 lines
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