Dan Emmett Writes “Dixie,” 1859

He started with the tune his mother had hummed
in Ohio, nostalgia he’d carried for years,
and by Sunday afternoon he had the words.
A triumph, already; he whistled the banjo’s part.
 
(Himself a sympathizer from the North,
called copperhead, called traitor by his own kin.)
 
Something lively, some git-up-and-git they’d wanted
and didn’t he deliver—
Miss Susan got seven encores the first night.
That gave them their tune, their Negro walk-around—
 
Look away, look away, look away, they sang.
Vipers, that spring, spread thick on the ground.

Rachel Richardson, “Dan Emmett Writes ‘Dixie,’ 1859” from Copperhead. Copyright © 2011 by Rachel Richardson. Reprinted by permission of Carnegie Mellon University Press.
Source: Copperhead (Carnegie Mellon University Press, 2011)
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