Alone in the Wind, on the Prairie
Vachel Lindsay I know a seraph who has golden eyes, And hair of gold, and body like the snow. Here in the wind I dream her unbound hair Is blowing round me, that desire's sweet glowread more
View ArticleAbraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight
Vachel Lindsay In Springfield, IllinoisIT is portentious, and a thing of state That here at midnight, in our little town A mourning figure walks, and will not rest, Near the old court-house, pacing up...
View ArticleAbove the Battle's Front
Vachel Lindsay St. Francis, Buddha, Tolstoi, and St. John — Friends, if you four, as pilgrims, hand in hand, Returned, the hate of earth once more to dare, And walked upon the water and the land,read...
View ArticleA Sense of Humor
Vachel Lindsay NO man should stand before the moon To make sweet song thereon, With dandified importance, His sense of humor gone.Nay, let us don the motley cap, The jester's chastened mien, read more
View ArticleA Rhyme About an Electrical Advertising Sign
Vachel Lindsay I LOOK on the specious electrical light Blatant, mechanical, crawling and white, Wickedly red or malignantly green Like the beads of a young Senegambian queen.read more
View ArticleA Prayer to All the Dead among Mine Own People
Vachel Lindsay Are these your presences, my clan from Heaven? Are these your hands upon my wounded soul? Mine own, mine own, blood of my blood be with me, Fly by my path till you have made me whole!
View ArticleA Net to Snare the Moonlight
Vachel Lindsay [What the Man of Faith said]The dew, the rain and moonlight All prove our Father's mind. The dew, the rain and moonlight Descend to bless mankind.Come, let us see that all menread more
View ArticleA Curse for Kings
Vachel Lindsay A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may it end his wicked dynasty, And may he die in exile and black shame.read more
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