Autumn’s Country – Snow
The last poem in "Maine Coast," Wilbert Snow has written an engaging poem describing New England fall season in six sections or nine pages. This poem deserves a complete, appreciative reading. The first...
Haunted – Snow
The next-to-last poem in "Maine Coast," Wilbert Snow wrote about an old haunted house. Because it's a shorter poem, only the first two stanzas are provided, with hopes that readers...
The Sailboat – Snow
One of Wilbert Snow's shorter poems, he writes in first person narrative as the sailboat. "I am a sailboat on life's racing waves Beneath green headlands and a sapphire sky. The...
Mike – Snow
Written in free verse, "Mike" is a longer poetic work of Wilbert Snow that recounts the misadventures of Michael, an Irish immigrant. Now and old man, Mike lived with the narrator's family for fourteen...
Crump Hook – Snow
In this fifteen-page poem, Wilbert Snow relates trials of Crump Hook and his sidekick, lazy Joe, who were medically turned-down (hernia, weak heart) for military service during World War One and became ill-fated rum runners on Maine...
The Return – Snow
Wilbert Snow's next poem relates railroad travels of a native Mainer who reflects on his melancholy return to life-changes in New England. His wanderings in Western states were wide; He knew the velvet greens...
The Eagle – Snow
This poem is one of Wilbert Snow's shorter works, describing the predatory actions of an eagle when swarmed by "king-birds" and concludes with a lovely Biblical reference. A hundred king-birds flying near...
The Denuded Island – Snow
This is one of Wilbert Snow's more somber poems, and first one I read when finding this book in Maine. I hope these selections will encourage further reading. [caption id="attachment_20240" align="alignright"...
The “Abbie S.” Loads Paving – Snow
The tenth poem in "Maine Coast" by Wilbert Snow, "The Abbie S. Loads Paving" recollects they bygone days of three-masted sailing ships before they were replaced with "ugly barges bearing coastwise freight."...
Fog – Snow
[caption id="attachment_3072" align="alignright" width="150"] Foggy February morning on the Virginia Atlantic Ocean shore.[/caption] First two stanzas of Wilbert Snow's five-page poem "Fog": The big battalions of the fog, whose dark Gray...