{"id":66017,"date":"2024-09-16T00:05:02","date_gmt":"2024-09-16T00:05:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=66017"},"modified":"2025-09-21T01:36:32","modified_gmt":"2025-09-21T01:36:32","slug":"the-werewolf-by-madison-cawein","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/the-werewolf-by-madison-cawein\/","title":{"rendered":"The Werewolf by Madison Cawein"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"THE<\/h2>\n

THE WEREWOLF<\/b><\/h2>\n

by Madison Cawein<\/span><\/p>\n

She<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Nay; still amort, my love?\u2014Why dost thou lag?<\/span><\/p>\n

He<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The strix-owl cried.<\/span><\/p>\n

She<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Nay! ’twas yon stream that leaps<\/span><\/p>\n

Hoarse from the black pines of the Hakel steeps;<\/span><\/p>\n

Its moon-wild water glittering down the crag.\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

Why so aghast, sweetheart? Why dost thou stop?<\/span><\/p>\n

He<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

The Demon Huntsman passed with hooting horn!<\/span><\/p>\n

She<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Nay! ’twas the blind wind sweeping through the thorn<\/span><\/p>\n

Around the ruins of the Dumburg’s top.<\/span><\/p>\n

He<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

My limbs are cold.<\/span><\/p>\n

She<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Come! warm thee in my arms.<\/span><\/p>\n

He<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

My eyes are weary.<\/span><\/p>\n

She<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Rest, them, love, on mine.<\/span><\/p>\n

He<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

I am athirst.<\/span><\/p>\n

She<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Quench, on my lips, thy thirst.\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

O dear belov\u00e9d, how thy last kiss warms<\/span><\/p>\n

My blood again!<\/span><\/p>\n

He<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Off!… How thy eyeballs shine!\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

Thou beast!… thou\u2014Ah!… thus do<\/span><\/p>\n

I die, accursed<\/span><\/p>\n

Bio<\/h3>\n

Madison Julius Cawein (1865-1914) was an American poet known as the “Keats of Kentucky.” Born in Louisville, Kentucky, Cawein was a prolific writer who published around 36 books of poetry over his lifetime.<\/p>\n

He began writing poetry at a young age and published his first collection, “Blooms of the Berry,” in 1887 at the age of 22. Cawein’s work was deeply influenced by the natural world, and he often wrote about the landscapes and folklore of his native Kentucky.<\/p>\n

Cawein’s poetry was characterized by its rich imagery, lyrical quality, and themes of nature, love, and the supernatural. He was particularly known for his ability to evoke a sense of mystery and wonder in his verses. His style was reminiscent of the English Romantic poets, earning him comparisons to John Keats.<\/p>\n

Despite his prolific output and popularity during his lifetime, Cawein’s work fell into relative obscurity after his death. However, he is still remembered as an important figure in Kentucky’s literary history and has experienced some renewed interest in recent years.<\/p>\n

Cawein’s personal life was marked by financial struggles, especially in his later years. He married Gertrude McKelvey in 1903 and had one son. Madison Cawein died in 1914 at the age of 49.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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