Incipit
AN APPRECIATION In last Tuesday’s issue of the American appeared “The Hunger” by Andrew Francis Lockhart, the poem considered by H. P. Lovecraft, a Boston critic, as equal to Riley’s “An Old Sweetheart of Mine.” Here is the critic’s own opinion of Andy’s poetry: To Mr. Lockhart, on His Poetry Whilst the town poet, dodd’ring in decay, With hopeless drivel drives the Muse away, Pleased with the clatt’ring of some formless line That only he can fathom or define; While sense and rhyme are banish’d as too hard Till ev’ry chimney-sweep can turn a bard; How great our joy to leave the free-ve …
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Lieux — Boston (1)