Edgar Lee Masters

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

Edgar Lee Masters Poems

41. Charlie French 1/3/2003
42. Dow Kritt 1/3/2003
43. Judson Stoddard 1/3/2003
44. Jennie M'Grew 1/3/2003
45. Lambert Hutchins 1/3/2003
46. Father Malloy 1/3/2003
47. John Wasson 1/3/2003
48. Josiah Tompkins 1/3/2003
49. Russell Kincaid 1/3/2003
50. Roger Heston 1/3/2003
51. Dillard Sissman 1/3/2003
52. Sersmith The Dentist 1/3/2003
53. John Ballard 1/3/2003
54. Harlan Sewall 1/3/2003
55. Dorcas Gustine 1/3/2003
56. Minerva Jones 1/3/2003
57. Kinsey Keene 1/3/2003
58. Searcy Foote 1/3/2003
59. Deacon Taylor 1/3/2003
60. Hon. Henry Bennett 1/3/2003
61. Daniel M'Cumber 1/3/2003
62. Harry Carey Goodhue 1/3/2003
63. On A Picture Of John D. Rockefeller 4/9/2010
64. Inexorable Deities 6/23/2015
65. Reuben Pantier 1/3/2003
66. America In 1904 4/9/2010
67. Harold Arnett 1/3/2003
68. Jim Brown 1/3/2003
69. Mrs. Benjamin Painter 1/3/2003
70. Anthony Findlay 1/3/2003
71. Doctor Meyers 1/3/2003
72. Homer Clapp 1/3/2003
73. Edith Conant 1/3/2003
74. Mrs. Merritt 1/3/2003
75. Sarah Brown 1/3/2003
76. Pauline Barrett 1/3/2003
77. Willard Fluke 1/3/2003
78. Benjamin Painter 1/3/2003
79. Scholfield Huxley 1/3/2003
80. Enoch Dunlap 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, ...

Read the full of Silence

Seth Compton

When I died, the circulating library
Which I built up for Spoon River,
And managed for the good of inquiring minds,
Was sold at auction on the public square,
As if to destroy the last vestige
Of my memory and influence.
For those of you who could not see the virtue
Of knowing Volney's "Ruins" as well as Butler's "Analogy"
And "Faust" as well as "Evangeline,"

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