F Franklin P. Adams

Franklin P. Adams

83 şiir · 1881 — 1960

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Franklin P. Adams, more often just known by his initials F.P.A. in American journalistic circles, was a writer of poetry as well as being a popular newspaper columnist. He often appeared on the radio as a panellist on a quiz show which was aired by NBC between 1938 and 1951. His ready wit and great intelligence were put to good use when attending meetings of the Algonquin Round Table which was a group of critics and writers who met during the 20s and 30s at a New York City hotel of the same name. He was born Franklin Leopold Adams on the 15th November 1881 in Chicago. On confirmation into the Jewish faith at the age of 13 he dropped the Leopold and added the middle name Pierce instead. His education included graduation from the Armour Scientific Academy at the age of 18 and a single year of study at the University of Michigan. Although his working life began in the insurance business this did not last long and, within three years, he was working for the Chicago Journal, being responsible for both a humorous column, called A Little about Everything, and also one on sports. In 1904 he moved on to the New York Evening Mail, where he again produced a witty column, this one called Always in Good Humour. This was where he began publishing his poetry though and one of his contributions to the paper became a well-known piece of work about a Chicago Cubs baseball “double play” involving the same three players. The short poem is called Baseball”s Sad Lexicon and is reproduced here: Adams was becoming well known as a witty columnist and his work earned him a position at the New-York Tribune. His fame rapidly spread, with his new column The Conning Tower being described by some critics as “the pinnacle of verbal wit”. He had many friends in the literary world and the likes of Edna St. Vincent Millay and Dorothy Parker, amongst many others, were co-opted into making contributions to this column at various times. Indeed, some who were barely known used The Conning Tower as their launch pad to greater glories. F.P.A. inspired others to write and many were in awe of his great talent as a humourist. His journalistic talents were also utilised by the military newspaper Stars and Stripes during the First World War. He was a serving soldier, working in intelligence, while continuing to write whenever he could. Once hostilities were over he returned to New York, working for a succession of papers until his retirement in 1941. Although Adams was a prolific poet, many of his pieces were only seen in the various newspapers and periodicals that he wrote for. Poetry was, though, included in books such as Something Else Again, published in 1910. He was well known as a satirist and he transferred this skill to the stage on one occasion in 1922 with a production called No Sirree! which only appeared for one night during April of that year. It poked gentle fun at a popular European touring revue of that time called La Chauve-Souris. Adams managed to get many of his friends from the Algonquin involved and the troupe of “chorus girls” included names such as Helen Hayes and Tallulah Bankhead. The multi-talented Adams also turned his hand to classical translations such as work by the ancient Roman lyric poet Horace. It could be said that he was a constant student of literature and life in general, as evidenced by the following quote that was attributed to him: Franklin P Adams died on the 23rd March 1960 at the age of 78.

Franklin P. Adams şiirleri

Arama yardımı

The burden of hard hitting. Slug away Like Honus Wagner or like Tyrus Cobb. Else fandom shouteth: "Who said you could play? Back to the jasper league, you minor slob!"…

["There are so many things I want to talk to you about." Abelard probably said to Heloïse, "but how can I when I can only think about kissing you?" --KATHARINE LANE in the Evening…

Horace: Book I, Ode 23 "Vitas hinnuleo me similis, Chloë--"…

The songs of Sherwood Forest Are lilac-sweet and clear; The virile rhymes of merrier times Sound fair upon mine ear.…

I thought that I was wholly free, That I had Love upon the shelf; "Hereafter," I declared in glee, "I'll have my evenings to myself."…

İngilizce

Horace: Book II, Elegy 8 "Eripitur nobis iam pridem cara puella---"…

Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech; I crave thy succor, ask for thine assistance That men may cry: "Some little ode! A peach!" O Muse, grant me the strength to go the distanc…

Tell me not, in doctored numbers, Life is but a name for work! For the labour that encumbers Me I wish that I could shirk.…

AFTER HENLEY Where are the wheezes they essayed And where the smiles they made to flow?…

Up goes the price of our bread-- Up goes the cost of our caking! People must ever be fed; Bakers must ever be baking.…

These are the saddest of possible words: Tinker to Evers to Chance. Trio of Bear cubs, fleeter than birds, Tinker to Evers to Chance.…

How narrow his vision, how cribbed and confined! How prejudiced all of his views! How hard is the shell of his bigoted mind! How difficult he to excuse!…

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