Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The poem that I will recite is Solitude.

Here it goes...

Life

• Born: November 5 1850
• Died: October 30 1919
• Age 69

Parents

• Marcus H. Wheeler 1808-1899
• Sarah Pratt Wheeler 1814-1906

Siblings- Youngest of Four

• Marcus "Mark" Pratt Wheeler
• Edward Gilman Wheeler
• Sarah Ann Wheeler
• Ella Wheeler

Early Life

• Born in Johnstown, Wisconsin, east of Janesville.
• Soon after, she and her family moved to Madison.
• Started writing from a very early age.
• By the time she graduated she was already well known in her state.

Later Life

• Her education was acquired in a district school, now named Ella Wheeler Wilcox School.
• Married Robert Wilcox in 1884
• Moved to Connecticut.

Family Life

• They never had a child.
• Husband died in 1916 after 35 years of marriage.

Death

• Died at age 69 in her home in Short Beach, Connecticut.

Most Popular Work

• Poem of Passion.
• Collection of poems that were published in 1833.

Fun Fact

• Over her life time she owned more than 50 cats.

The Falling Of Thrones

Above the din of commerce, above the clamor and rattle
Of labor disputing with riches, of Anarchists' threats and groans,
Above the hurry and hustle and roar of that bloodless battle,
Where men are fighting for riches. I hear the falling of thrones.

The Farewell

'Tis not the untried soldier new to danger
Who fears to enter into active strife.
Amidst the roll of drums, the cannon's rattle,
He craves adventure, and thinks not of life.

The Flowers Have Tender Little Souls

The flowers have tender little souls
That love, rejoice, aspire.
Each star that on its orbit rolls
Feels infinite desire.

The Foolish Elm

The bold young Autumn came riding along
One day where an elm-tree grew.
'You are fair,' he said, as she bent down her head,
'Too fair for your robe's dull hue.

A Golden Day

The subtle beauty of this day
Hangs o'er me like a fairy spell,
And care and grief have flown away,
And every breeze sings, "all is well."

Five Poetic Devices

• Personification.
• Rhyme
• Rythem
• Metaphor
• Hyperboly

One Sense

My leaking carcass is still sweating.
I can no longer speak, I can no longer see.
I can feel.
I feel it all.

I feel the vultures peck at my pulpy parts,
I feel the worms wriggle in and out of my ears and eyes.
I feel when the hungry dogs rip my limbs away.
I feel every mutilation, every laceration.

My skin has withdrawn.
Leaving a starved cage.
All that is left is stark white.
The fragments of me that are undesirable.

My bones have been dragged off.
Scattered across this charred land.
Knawed on by foul mouthed strays.
I feel every gnaw, bite, and crunch.

I will never be found,
I will simply fade.
Dissolve in to earth.
I will feel every bit of it.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox told stories in the majority of her poetry.

Some dark and brooding.

Some light and happy.

I tried to achieve a story telling effect with my poem.

I also tried to incorporate images about the earth.

Wilcox liked writing about the earth and what is on the earth.

Question Time

• When was she born?
• Who did she marry?
• What was he most popular work?
• How old was she when she died?
• How many Storm troopers where in this Haiku Deck?

Answer Time

• 1850
• Robert Wilcox
• Poems of Passtion.
• 69

I leave you with one of her quotes...

"Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes"

6 Storm Troopers

Work Cited

• Edwards, Richard A. "Ella Wheeler Wilcox Society." Ella Wheeler Wilcox. N.p., 31 Aug. 2003. Web. 22 Apr. 2015. .

Work Cited

• "Ella Wheeler Wilcox." Dictionary of American Biography. New York: Scribner's , 1936. Biography in Context. Web. 22 Apr. 2015.

Work Cited

• "Ella Wheeler Wilcox." Almanac of Famous People. Gale, 2011. Biography in Context. Web. 22 Apr. 2015.

Work Cited

• http://www.poemhunter.com/ella-wheeler-wilcox/