Author, Poet. He is best known as the author of more than three dozen works of literature, poetry and history, including the book Strange Holiness, which won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1936. His early poetry was derivative of classical forms (e.g., sonnets) and in verbiage and subject archaic. His mature poetry is marked by clarity of subject and symbolism, scanning and usually rhyming lines, and New England locales, persons (particularly farmers, fishermen, young boys, and old ladies), themes, and sometimes vocabulary and accent-based rhymes. He also wrote romantic prose. There is a school in Brunswick, Maine, named after him. Coffin School opened in 1955, in his honor. Coffin dedicated his book “Captain Abby and Captain John” to fellow Bowdoin College alumnus L. Brooks Leavitt, “a fellow son of Maine.” Coffin subsequently wrote his poem “Brooks Leavitt” as a eulogy to his old friend, which was read at Leavitt’s funeral in Wilton, Maine. “Captain Abby and Captain John” is one of his most well-known works, and centers around the characters Abby and John Pennell, two 19th Century ship captains. A shipbuilding district in Brunswick, Maine, known as Pennellville provided the inspiration for the book, as well as Coffin’s shared lineage with the Pennell family. (bio courtesy of: Wikipedia)  Family links:  Parents:  James William Coffin (1839 – 1908)  Alice Mary Coombs Coffin (1858 – 1943)  Spouse:  Ruth Phillip Coffin (1891 – 1947)*  Children:  Margaret Coffin Halvosa (1921 – 1973)*  Sibling:  Levon W. Coffin (1875 – 1917)*  Robert Peter Tristram Coffin (1892 – 1955) *Calculated relationship Inscription:This is my country, bitter as the sea  Pungent with the fir and bayberry.  An island meadow, stonewalled, high, and lost,  With August cranberries touched red by frost.   A juniper upon a windy ledge,  Splendor of granite on the world’s bright edge. A lighthouse like a diamond, cut and sharp,  And all the trees like strings upon a harp.I, made of clay inflamed with sun, Something solid still have done.  I have kept the ancient law,  I have written what I saw.