Edgar Lee Masters

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

Edgar Lee Masters Poems

121. Indignation Jones 1/3/2003
122. Inexorable Deities 6/23/2015
123. Ippolit Konovaloff 1/3/2003
124. Isa Nutter 1/3/2003
125. Isaiah Beethoven 1/3/2003
126. J. Milton Miles 1/3/2003
127. Jack Mcguire 1/3/2003
128. Jacob Godbey 1/3/2003
129. Jacob Goodpasture 1/3/2003
130. James Garber 1/3/2003
131. Jeduthan Hawley 1/3/2003
132. Jefferson Howard 1/3/2003
133. Jennie M'Grew 1/3/2003
134. Jeremy Carlisle 1/3/2003
135. Jim Brown 1/3/2003
136. John Ballard 1/3/2003
137. John Cabanis 1/3/2003
138. John Hancock Otis 1/3/2003
139. John Horace Burleson 1/3/2003
140. John M. Church 1/3/2003
141. John Wasson 1/3/2003
142. Johnnie Sayre 1/3/2003
143. Jonas Keene 1/3/2003
144. Jonathan Houghton 1/3/2003
145. Jonathan Swift Somers 1/3/2003
146. Joseph Dixon 1/3/2003
147. Josiah Tompkins 1/3/2003
148. Judge Selah Lively 1/3/2003
149. Judge Somers 1/3/2003
150. Judson Stoddard 1/3/2003
151. Julia Miller 1/3/2003
152. Julian Scott 1/3/2003
153. Justice Arnett 1/3/2003
154. Kinsey Keene 1/3/2003
155. Knowlt Hoheimer 1/3/2003
156. Lambert Hutchins 1/3/2003
157. Le Roy Goldman 1/3/2003
158. Lilian Stewart 1/3/2003
159. Lois Spears 1/3/2003
160. Louise Smith 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, ...

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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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