Edgar Lee Masters

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

Edgar Lee Masters Poems

241. Thomas Ross, Jr. 1/3/2003
242. Thomas Trevelyan 1/3/2003
243. Tom Beatty 1/3/2003
244. Tom Merritt 1/3/2003
245. Trainor The Druggist 1/3/2003
246. Voltaire Johnson 1/3/2003
247. W. Lloyd Garrison Standard 1/3/2003
248. Wallace Ferguson 1/3/2003
249. Walter Simmons 1/3/2003
250. Washington Mcneely 1/3/2003
251. Webster Ford 1/3/2003
252. Wendell P. Bloyd 1/3/2003
253. Widow Mcfarlane 1/3/2003
254. Willard Fluke 1/3/2003
255. William And Emily 1/3/2003
256. William Goode 1/3/2003
257. William H. Herndon 1/3/2003
258. William Jones 1/3/2003
259. Willie Metcalf 1/3/2003
260. Willie Pennington 1/3/2003
261. Yee Bow 1/3/2003
262. Zenas Witt 1/3/2003
263. Zilpha Marsh 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Edgar Lee Masters


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

Peleg Poague

Horses and men are just alike.
There was my stallion, Billy Lee,
Black as a cat and trim as a deer,
With an eye of fire, keen to start,
And he could hit the fastest speed
Of any racer around Spoon River.
But just as you'd think he couldn't lose,
With his lead of fifty yards or more,
He'd rear himself and throw the rider,

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