(After
W.J.L.)
Oh!
Mae
MacLane
Won’t
you please go home
Again?
Boston
Is
too narrow chested
For
you.
You
need Room,
And
Atmosphere.
Boston
Common
Is
full of subways
And
rare trees,
Marie.
There’s
no room for literary gymnastics,
Or
bronco poses.
Say!
You
may be a Montana Gem
Butte
You’re
in the rough.
It’s
tough
To
have to leave the West,
And
ma, too,
And
come out here
Amongst
the uncivilized
And
unpoetical
To
try to teach we ‘uns
Good
English.
But
say,
Mae,
Fight
shy of Radcliffe,
They’ll
puncture your tire
Of
ambition and self esteem
Quicker
than a Montana
Cowboy
Ever
Plugged a tenderfoot’s
Hat
brim.
Take
heed, O, genius,
And
straddle a wild-eyed
Bronco
And
scamper away
To
Butte,
Montana,
And
help your Ma.
July
20, 1902
W.J.L. – William
James Lampton
c. 1902 |
Mary MacLane (May 1, 1881 — c. 6 August
1929) was a controversial Canadian- born American writer whose
frank memoirs helped usher in the confessional style of autobiographical
writing MacLane was known as the "Wild Woman of Butte".
MacLane
was a very popular author for her time, scandalizing the populace with her
shocking bestselling first memoir and to a lesser extent her two following
books. She was considered wild and uncontrolled, a reputation she nurtured, and
was openly bisexual as well as a vocal feminist. In her
writings, she compared herself to another frank young memoirist, Marie
Bashkirtseff, who died a few years after MacLane was born, and H. L.
Mencken called her "the Butte Bashkirtseff." https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_MacLane
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