Jesse Stuart’s MAN WITH A BULL-TONGUE PLOW is a book of regional and personal poetry come freely from the heart of its author, a book by a man informed with great natural wisdom and one on intimate terms with life close to the land.
I am a farmer singing at the plowAnd as I take my time to plow alongA steep Kentucky hill, I sing my song—A one-horse farmer singing at the plow.
Thus he describes himself, introduces himself to the reader in the opening lines of this book of 703 sonnets which, taken together, tell not only Stuart’s own story, but the story of the hill country of eastern Kentucky, past and present, people among whom Stuart grew up and still lives.
These are poems written without artifice, and Jesse Stuart speaks the literal truth when he writes lines like these:
I do not sing the songs you love to hear;My basket songs are woven from thewordsOf corn and crickets, trees and men andbirds.I sing the strains I know and love tosing.And I can sing my lays like singingcorn,And flute them like a fluting gray corn-bird;And I can pipe them like a hunter’shorn—All of my life these are the songs I’veheard.
Here in these simple, unpretentious, yet profoundly moving sonnets, Stuart has caught the land we love, the people we know, the moments of beauty which are man’s lot in his journey through life. Here are the warmth of the sun and the wind’s voice in the leaves, the cloying musk of the grainfields, the honest sweat of the plowman, the vespers of the birds, the talking of mountain brooks.
He writes here with great sincerity in a book of such remarkable achievement for a first work, that critical comparison of Stuart with Burns is perfectly apropos. Yet Stuart speaks in his own tongue; he is that rarity among American writers—an original, in the pages of whose book beats the pulse of the soil under the creative passion of a poet who knows that, of all the possessions of man, his land is the last to pass away. This book celebrates the poet’s deep and abiding love of his native earth. It is one rich in bucolic scenes, filled with the beauty of Jesse Stuart’s land, and replete with portraits of men and women who have lived and died in that part of America. It is a book about all mankind, wherever men have tilled the soil, and these sonnets are distinguished for that universality which is the province of all great art.
MAN WITH A BULL-TONGUE PLOW is a book of unabashed emotion. The pure music, the great gusto and joy of living which are so evident here are designed for every...
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