Stanzaic Stylings

   September 16, 1881 Garfield: "Quiet is no certain pledge of permanence and safety Trees may flourish and flowers may bloom upon the quiet mountain side,                                             while silently the trickling rain-drops are filling the deep cavern behind its rocky barriers, which,           by and by,                           in a single moment, shall hurl to wild ruin its treacherous peace" I will become the embodiment of this Guiteau: Quiet is no friend of mine I need the noisy clamor of demand to sell my autograph for twenty-five cents, my autographed picture for a dollar "This is another from his work  Eighty Days , dramatic monologues by Garfield and Guiteau for each of the days covering the...

July 26, 1881 Garfield: Science "is the literature of God written on the stars---the trees---the rocks--- and more important because [of] its marked utilitarian character" Today an outstanding man of science, Alexander Graham Bell, the man whose marvelous invention the telephone Crete and I saw demonstrated at the Centennial Exposition, brought an invention he calls the "induction balance bullet detector" to the Executive Mansion and Dr. Bliss used it to try to find the bullet inside me Dr. Bliss was unsuccessful Guiteau: "They always took me for a gentleman" "This is another from his work  Eighty Days , dramatic monologues by Garfield and Guiteau for each of the days covering the period from the day Guiteau shot Garfield until the day Garfield died." Bio:   "Michael Ceraolo is a 59-year-old retired firefighter/paramedic and active poet and baseball fan.

  July 5, 1881 Garfield: "History is but the unrolled scroll of Prophecy" Guiteau: As I have now entered History, I will enter on the Record how I compose my Prophecies: "I weave the discourse out of my brain as cotton is woven into a fabric When I compose my brain is in a white heat, and my mind works like lightning" A fine example of that work would be what has come to be known to History as the Garfield vs. Hancock speech, a speech I gave once to great effect That speech, and all my writings "I write so rapidly I can hardly read it . . . I divest myself of all unnecessary clothing I eat and sleep mechanically" ***"This poem is from  Eighty Days , dramatic monologues for each of the days from  July 2nd through September 19th , the period from the day when President James Garfield was shot by Charles Guiteau to the day he died."***