Born on this day December 31, 1915, Sam Ragan was an influential figure in the world of Southern literature and journalism, leaving a significant imprint on both fields. Raised in North Carolina, Ragan’s deep-rooted appreciation for the South and its culture is evident in his extensive body of work. As a writer, editor, and critic, he championed Southern authors and artists, helping to bring their unique perspectives to a broader audience.
Ragan began his career at The News and Observer, where he served as a reporter, city editor, and eventually managing editor over a span of two decades. His journalistic talent was widely recognized, earning him the respect and admiration of his peers. However, it was not just his skill as a journalist that set Ragan apart. He was equally recognized for his contributions to the literary world. As North Carolina’s Poet Laureate from 1982 to 1996, Ragan used his platform to promote the arts and literature throughout the state.
Moreover, Sam Ragan was more than just a journalist and poet; he was also an advocate for the arts. In 1965, he was instrumental in establishing the North Carolina Arts Council, which has since played a vital role in supporting artistic endeavors in the state. He served as its first chairman, demonstrating his commitment to fostering a rich cultural environment in North Carolina.
Ragan’s contributions extend beyond his professional achievements. His legacy is reflected in the countless writers and artists he inspired, as well as in the thriving arts scene that continues to flourish in North Carolina today. Whether through his journalistic endeavors or his poetic compositions, Sam Ragan’s influence on Southern literature and journalism is undeniable. His unwavering dedication to showcasing the South’s cultural richness made him a true trailblazer in his field.
Winter Watch
In those winter fields
Where only the dead grass
Hides the movement of mice
And the loping fox long away
From hunters, horn and dog,
Walking and watching wind bend
Bare branches at the wood’s edge.
This then is the beginning,
The walk and the waiting,
Winter is a time of waiting,
The pause, the slowed feet,
The watching, the waiting.
-Sam Ragan
Curated by Jennifer
