Edgar Lee Masters

(23 August 1868 – 5 March 1950 / Kansas / United States)

Edgar Lee Masters Poems

1. Peleg Poague 1/3/2003
2. Perry Zoll 1/3/2003
3. Nicholas Bindle 1/3/2003
4. Isaiah Beethoven 1/3/2003
5. Hiram Scates 1/3/2003
6. Isa Nutter 1/3/2003
7. Percival Sharp 1/3/2003
8. Nancy Knapp 1/3/2003
9. Hon. Henry Bennett 1/3/2003
10. Harry Carey Goodhue 1/3/2003
11. On A Picture Of John D. Rockefeller 4/9/2010
12. Dow Kritt 1/3/2003
13. Ippolit Konovaloff 1/3/2003
14. Henry C. Calhoun 1/3/2003
15. Pauline Barrett 1/3/2003
16. Edith Conant 1/3/2003
17. Father Malloy 1/3/2003
18. Elijah Browning 1/3/2003
19. Ezra Bartlett 1/3/2003
20. English Thornton 1/3/2003
21. Conrad Siever 1/3/2003
22. Calvin Campbell 1/3/2003
23. Henry Tripp 1/3/2003
24. Gustav Richter 1/3/2003
25. Harold Arnett 1/3/2003
26. Jennie M'Grew 1/3/2003
27. Clarence Fawcett 1/3/2003
28. Le Roy Goldman 1/3/2003
29. Frank Drummer 1/3/2003
30. Magrady Graham 1/3/2003
31. Ida Chicken 1/3/2003
32. Elliott Hawkins 1/3/2003
33. Charles Webster 1/3/2003
34. Barry Holden 1/3/2003
35. Batterson Dobyns 1/3/2003
36. John M. Church 1/3/2003
37. Minerva Jones 1/3/2003
38. Harlan Sewall 1/3/2003
39. Daniel M'Cumber 1/3/2003
40. Indignation Jones 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Edgar Lee Masters

Silence

I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea,
And the silence of the city when it pauses,
And the silence of a man and a maid,
And the silence of the sick
When their eyes roam about the room.
And I ask: For the depths,
Of what use is language?
A beast of the field moans a few times
When death takes its young.
And we are voiceless in the presence of realities --
We cannot speak.

A curious boy asks an old soldier
Sitting in front of the grocery store,
"How did you lose your leg?"
And the old soldier is struck with silence, ...

Read the full of Silence

Lydia Humphrey

Back and forth, back and forth, to and from the church,
With my Bible under my arm
Till I was gray and old;
Unwedded, alone in the world,
Finding brothers and sisters in the congregation,
And children in the church.
I know they laughed and thought me queer.
I knew of the eagle souls that flew high in the sunlight,
Above the spire of the church, and laughed at the church,

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