FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
176
Paul Zarzyski
Hip-Cocked Broncs
Through gates pivoting like pinball flippers, through mazeworks of alleyways and cutting quick 90s
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
178
Paul Zarzyski
Putting the Rodeo Try into Cowboy (in memory of Buck Ramsey)
Let's begin with the wildest landscape, space inhabited by far more of them than our own kind and, yes, we are talking other hearts
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
180
Paul Zarzyski
Bizarzkyski, Mad Poet and Carpenter Savant, Feeds the Birds
Unlikely that my poems will ever land in some Norton Anthology of Ornithology, let alone The Guinness Bird Book of World Bon Appetit Records, I want all you Audubon paisanos to hear right now who's the first made poet to ring-shank-spike a fat foot-long freezer-burned muledeer salami to the icy top of a railroad tie corner post where I distract the rambunctious
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
181
Paul Zarzyski
One Sweet Evening Just This Year (for Ralph Beer and Wallace McRae)
Sundown rolling up its sofest nap of autumn light over the foothills, grass bales stacked two tiers above the '68 Ford's cab
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
181
Paul Zarzyski
One Sweet Evening Just This Year (for Ralph Beer and Wallace McRae)
Sundown rolling up its sofest nap of autumn light over the foothills, grass bales stacked two tiers above the '68 Ford's cab
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
185
Linda Hussa
Dewclaw
memoir
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
189
Wallace McRae
Two Mountain Stones: Cowboy Character Studies
memoir
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
203
Nancy McLelland
Borderlands: Cowboy Poetry and The Literary Canon
essay
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
219
Dana Gioia
Can Poetry Matter
essay
Cowboy Poetry Matters: From Abilene to the Mainstream: Contemporary Cowboy Writ.
Robert McDowell
FC 11 M-54
239
Paul Zarzyski
The Lariati Versus/Verses the Literati: Loping Toward Dana Gioia's Dream Come Real
essay
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
0
Howard L. Norskog
The Ballad of Davey Jackson
Her home was a one bedroom cabin she was thirteen years old to the day in the hills that surrounded the valley twas here she had chosen to play
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
2
Howard L. Norskog
Cowboys
I'm gonna tell you about cowboys and people a two-fisted fellow in a big Stetson hat
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
3
Howard L. Norskog
Cowboys Heaven
I would like to go to Heaven and I'd be happy as could be if the Lord stopped by tomorrow and said he had chosen me
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
5
Howard L. Norskog
Little Moccasins
The morning mists creep over the land and down through the flower and trees the teepees stark against the sky catch winds that are wild and free
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
9
Howard L. Norskog
The High Country
I've seldom seen anything I never looked at over the back of a horse peple have told me this world is passing by me, and it's true, or course
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
10
Howard L. Norskog
The Black Lady Mare
There's a cold that's following my Black Lady mare down there just south of the house
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
12
Howard L. Norskog
The Quest
His steeldust he tied at the hitchrack the bones pushing out thorugh its skin and the old man who steped from the saddle crossed the boardwalk and then he came in
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
16
Howard L. Norskog
The Waterfall
You see this here cabin behind me and the porch that I built there to set the rocker belonged to my Grandma I'm really not quite finished yet
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
18
Howard L. Norskog
Amber
She came up from the trail by the river on a pony tha was just about done we were rounding up cows on the North Ranch when she rode up there out of the sun
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
21
Howard L. Norskog
Takers
The Government took all his horses and the bank hauled his cattle away it seems that the hay he stacked against winter caught fire and burned several days
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
23
Howard L. Norskog
An Indian Tale
In a pub down in Dougals, Wyoming there's an Indian used to come in and play. Somehow I feel his presence here for I still hear his music today.
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
25
Howard L. Norskog
The Old Timer
He was a broken old cowboy just sitting away from the rain on a bench on a board walk in Jackson when I sat down and told him my name.
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
27
Howard L. Norskog
The Dun-Colored Stud
There are twenty-nine mares with colts at their sides that come down to the water at dawn and the dun-colored stud with the long flowing tail knows he's king as he follows them on
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
29
Howard L. Norskog
A New Tomorrow
There's a new tomorrow blooming in the wind and I feel that old time feeling once again
Yesterday's Trails
FC 11 N-07
30
Howard L. Norskog
The Salmon River Breaks
There are days of sun and sand and stone where me and my lady stayed alone we lived our days in the misty haze where the big horn sheep came down to graze in the Salmon River Breaks