Edgar Lee Masters

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

Edgar Lee Masters Poems

1. Ralph Rhodes 1/3/2003
2. Peleg Poague 1/3/2003
3. Percival Sharp 1/3/2003
4. O Glorious France 1/3/2003
5. Nancy Knapp 1/3/2003
6. Ippolit Konovaloff 1/3/2003
7. Perry Zoll 1/3/2003
8. Hiram Scates 1/3/2003
9. Isa Nutter 1/3/2003
10. Magrady Graham 1/3/2003
11. James Garber 1/3/2003
12. Frank Drummer 1/3/2003
13. Charles Webster 1/3/2003
14. Clarence Fawcett 1/3/2003
15. Nicholas Bindle 1/3/2003
16. Jefferson Howard 1/3/2003
17. Oaks Tutt 1/3/2003
18. On A Bust 1/3/2003
19. Isaiah Beethoven 1/3/2003
20. Conrad Siever 1/3/2003
21. Justice Arnett 1/3/2003
22. Calvin Campbell 1/3/2003
23. Barry Holden 1/3/2003
24. English Thornton 1/3/2003
25. Ezra Bartlett 1/3/2003
26. Adam Weirauch 1/3/2003
27. Henry C. Calhoun 1/3/2003
28. Joseph Dixon 1/3/2003
29. Elijah Browning 1/3/2003
30. Jeremy Carlisle 1/3/2003
31. Rita Matlock Gruenberg 1/3/2003
32. Le Roy Goldman 1/3/2003
33. Robert Southey Burke 1/3/2003
34. Mickey M'Grew 1/3/2003
35. Lois Spears 1/3/2003
36. Jacob Godbey 1/3/2003
37. Albert Schirding 1/3/2003
38. Rebecca Wasson 1/3/2003
39. John M. Church 1/3/2003
40. Batterson Dobyns 1/3/2003

Comments about Edgar Lee Masters

  • Donald Simon Schofield (8/2/2012 9:33:00 AM)

    Hello, I cannot find the poem 'Tomorrow is my birthday’ by Edgar Lee?
    I think that he wrote this before his 80 birthday. A wonderful poem.
    I love your poems. Thank you.
    Schofield. Northallerton. Yorkshire. UK.

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  • Donald Simon Schofield (7/18/2012 4:17:00 AM)

    Hello, I cannot find the poem 'Tomorrow is my birthday’ by Edgar Lee?
    I think that he wrote this before his 80 birthday. A wonderful poem.
    I love your poems. Thank you.
    Schofield. Northallerton. Yorkshire. UK.

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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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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