Who is Grace Hazard Conkling
Grace Walcott Hazard Conkling (February 7, 1878 – November 15, 1958) was an American author, a poet and an English professor.Background
Grace Walcott Hazard was born in New York City on February 7, 1878. She earned a bachelor of letters degree at Smith College and then taught at the Graham School in New York. Hazard moved to France to study music, but she became ill and returned to the United States.
In 1905, Hazard married Roscoe Platt Conkling, and they lived on a ranch in Mexico. Conkling had two daughters, Hilda and Elsa. She died at the age of 80 on November 15, 1958.
Career
In 1914, Hazard taught English at Smith College where she remained till she retired in 1947.
Conkling attracted wide attention as the teacher...
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Grace Hazard Conkling Poems
- Tampico
Oh, cut me reeds to blow upon,
Or gather me a star,
But leave the sultry passion-flowers
Growing where they are.... - Francis Ledwidge
(Killed in action July 31, 1917)
Nevermore singing
Will you go now,... - After Sunset
I have an understanding with the hills
At evening when the slanted radiance fills
Their hollows, and the great winds let them be,
And they are quiet and look down at me....
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Deadpoetsdaily: ‘the little rose is dust, my dear’ by grace hazard conklingStickleymuseum: "today i crossed the grass until i met a yellow daffodil, who took such tiny steps and slow, i wondered if i saw her go ..." --grace hazard conkling, "the daffodil," the craftsman, april 1912
Stickleymuseum: "what april is i cannot say, nor why it makes me feel this way-- and everybody feels the same!-- all purry, warm, and glad i came!" --grace hazard conkling, the craftsman, april 1915
5kaeya: - i will not give thee all my heart, grace hazard conkling
Stickleymuseum: "today i crossed the grass until i met a yellow daffodil, who took such tiny steps and slow, i wondered if i saw her go ..." --grace hazard conkling, "the daffodil," the craftsman, april 1912
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