Poems by Vachel Lindsay
What the Gray-Winged Fairy Said
... Of course you do not hear it, child ...
The Soul of the City Receives the Gift of the Holy Spirit
... A BROADSIDE DISTRIBUTED IN SPRINGFIELD, ILLINOIS ...
Eden in Winter
... [Supposed to be chanted to some rude instrument at a modern fireplace] ...
The Alchemist's Petition
... Or wood that lights an hour your knightly hall Amen ...
An Apology for the Bottle Volcanic
... The bottle says, "Fe, fi, fo, fum," and steams and shouts some more ...
In Praise of Songs that Die
... AFTER HAVING READ A GREAT DEAL OF GOOD CURRENT POETRY IN THE MAGAZINES AND NEWSPAPERS ...
Above the Battle's Front
... And walked upon the water and the land,If you, with words celestial, stopped these kings ...
Where Is David, the Next King of Israel?
... Witching them with words divine "They will ram the walls of Zion! ...
I Went Down into the Desert
... I see you there, your white bones glistening, bare, ...
This, My Song, Is Made For Kerensky
... Free speech! Free speech!Down with the Prussians, and all their works ...
The Cornfields
... What right have you to call them yours, ...
Upon Returning to the Country Road
... Who had slept with ne'er a roof-tree ...
The Jingo and the Minstrel
... EOPLEGlossary for the uninstructed and the hasty: Jimmu Tenno, ancestor of all the Japanese Emperors ...
Sweethearts of the Year
... Sweetheart SummerWe prayed not, yet she came to us, ...
Springfield Magical
... Such webs of Friendship, Beauty, Greed and Fate!" In this, the City of my Discontent, ...
