One lone 77 page volume of hers, "The Female Christian", was published posthumously by her friends the year after she died, at age 29.
Her father was the 1st Universalist minister in Maine, and in 1861 the Universalists in Maine moved the family graves to Norway, and erected this new memorial. So, it is the 2nd grave of this unknown Maine poetess.
Arriving in Poland....Maine...this Barnes family monument then directed me to Norway...Maine. Lucy was first buried here, in Poland, at age 29. However, the new memorial in Norway says the brother and sister died in 1807, not 1809...so there is a mistake on one of the graves?
F. D. Reeve, who gave up an incipient acting career in his early 20s because he feared that immersing himself in dramatic characters might erode his own poetic voice, and who went on to write 10 volumes of highly regarded poetry, died on June 28 in Lebanon, N.H. He was 84...
On Monday he died.
A few heard of it and were shocked but not surprised.
A newspaper noted his passing.
There was a small service and some people came.
They buried or burned him at the beginning of a long weekend.
They went to the beach, doped, drank, fornicated, had a “good
With headaches, a few went to a bar and one remembered a line
of a poem.
He would have understood perfectly the “human condition.”
DEATH SONG, published posthumously, from which
the poems below were excerpted, is a beautiful mix of the many wonders
of Tom McGrath’s way with poems. I can’t think of a better introduction
than this final cry and whisper. –Norbert Blei