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FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection


Date of Items: 1890-present
Register Prepared by: Randy Williams and Susan Gross, April 2004
Register Updated by: Randy Williams, 23 December 2009
Excel database transfered to MYSQL and uploaded (replacing PHP data): Colin Jackson, Fall 2010
MYSQL database updated: Randy Williams, January 2012
Linear Feet:20


Historical Note & Provenance

Folk Coll 11 is Utah State University's cowboy poetry collection. The collection, originally created by a generation donation by the L. J. and Mary Skaggs Foundation, includes books gathered during a fieldwork project in the early 1980s to document cowboy poetry in the U.S. west (see Folk Coll 11f). From this important fieldwork project came the impetus for the first Cowboy Poetry Gathering held in January 1985 in Elko, Nevada. Since that time, each January, the Fife Folklore Archives staff take the collection and Access database (that details each book, poem, author, first line and key words), to the National Cowboy Poetry Gathering for offsite use. Through University purchases and generation donations from poets and collectors, this collection continues to grow.


Scope and Content

The collection consists of 20 linear feet of books on cowboy poetry, including press and self published works. The collection can be accessed through USU Libraries online catalog.


As well, poem titles and keywords found in each book in the collection are included in the database below. To use, type in the search term. Tip: Try and use an uncommon word from the poem to ensure less "hits." For instance, if you enter "boots" you will get many hits; but if you enter "bones" you will most liley get fewer "hits" or poems and find the item you seek faster. To return to the search page, click "home" at the bottom of the page.


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Poetry table.

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IDBook TitleComposerIndexPagesAuthorPoem TitleFirst LinesKeywords
26193 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 55 Linda Hussa Gentleman Pa came in from doin' morning chores. The chicken house door was open and all the hens were gone. He looked until pay, hens, poor, old lady
26194 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 56 Linda Hussa Death Came Riding His fork smashed down against the saddle fork rising. Forgetting turns. Forgetting doors. Forgetting faces. respect, whisker, razor, soap
26195 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 57 Linda Hussa Coming Home On The Reno Train Two washin' machines waitin' on the back porch in the snow. The kids said a man delivered 'em for Mom to try. Easywash laundry, Flat, horse, fence
26196 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 58 Linda Hussa Christmas On Ralston Hill After Pa died some folks from the Elks came to our house. Of course when Mom opened the door we all pushed around basket, food, family, mistake
26197 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 59 Linda Hussa Trapline One winter fur was high. Lige trapped bobcats and coyotes, lured them on the jaws of the iron trap buried in the dirt. track, blood, naive, traps, bait
26198 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 60 Linda Hussa Pearly Everlasting The cabin windows steamed with Francine cleaning. From the barn Lige heard the door bang and bang Newly-weds, day work, Presser Foot, Sunkist, final blow, nasty, breathless
26199 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 64 Linda Hussa Desert Ranch Story You might think, Oh, this is a horse story. I've read this before. But it's not. It's a story about a man who rode fox, smell, rope, love
26200 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 66 Linda Hussa Eagleville Dance Whenever they had a dance in Eagleville the place would be just packed till you couldn't hardly wiggle and brawl, Lige Langston, song, Star Spangle Banner
26201 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 67 Linda Hussa Badger Camp A man in camp cooks different than a woman- more grease poppin' and a dust of flour your boots track stove, coffee, bacon, plate
26202 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 68 Linda Hussa Man To Man Lige was always a gentleman, even when there was just men around. Never said anything off color. But one time saddle, pants, unemployed
26203 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 69 Linda Hussa For Forty Years she ranted like a sow when he threw his saddle in the pickup latigo and cinches laping over the side gate, churchyard, resentment, tears
26204 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 70 Linda Hussa Hooves Of Horses Between Miller & Lux Spring and Horse Canyon twisted in the brush, the hooves of a horse still attached cloud, Asia, unstoppable, palm
26205 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 73 Linda Hussa The Town Gossip prose
26206 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 74 Linda Hussa C Section On The Barn Floor You know. When you fit the chains around the tips of hoove, slick, slimy tissue torn where the hoove have presented stainless, heavey, fluid, ribs, calf
26207 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 77 Linda Hussa Resting I could not bear the dirt clods broken apart one from the other angry, wholly forlorn. It was not the fertile ground drill, meadow, grave, rose
26208 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 81 Linda Hussa Quiet Land We who are content living scattered We who have grown used to the tension of the wind We who lift our seeds, freezing, shelter, remembrance, journey
26209 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 82 Linda Hussa Swans I let the swans float gently on the blue gray sheen of the lake though my secret wish is to be among them feathers, wings, sky, water, earth
26210 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 83 Linda Hussa Gold Mustard Oh! we were in a hurry that day the list was long I rushed beside you in silence Chores before dawn horses barn, smiles, gate, womb, dirt
26211 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 85 Linda Hussa The Field Of The Owls Today we gathered the heifers from the hot springs field. Only a few hundred acres, but a maze of hot bogs snow, hay, barn, noodles, cows
26212 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 86 Linda Hussa Drought In the midnight she woke. It was not the window rattling against dry putty or wind pulling and sucking stove, deep, ache, trees, land, pond, rain
26213 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 87 Linda Hussa Playing At Doctor Poor old broken legged ewe, the flop of it wrings my stomach, the grate climbs my spine like a stair. leg, scan, blame, hooves
26214 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 88 Linda Hussa On The Raft Of This Day Sometimes I come up against it flattened like a moth outside a window wanting in where the light is. glare, union, geese, spring
26215 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 89 Linda Hussa In The Evenig Autumn As I rode out to check cows calving the light came across the meadwo low soft and in it blanket, cobwebs, breeze, army, spiders
26216 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 90 Linda Hussa The Cure I prescribe you this- go to the desert high or low, cold or hammer of Hell shed the clothes of care strip down time, safe, silver, rest, earth
26217 Blood Sister, I Am To These Fields FC 11 H-56 91 Linda Hussa First-calf Heifer Lying flat resting between heavves of labor's force glaring over her shoulder at me suspicious of me guilty, labor, skull