Edgar Lee Masters

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

Edgar Lee Masters Poems

81. Rita Matlock Gruenberg 1/3/2003
82. Kinsey Keene 1/3/2003
83. Zenas Witt 1/3/2003
84. Herbert Marshall 1/3/2003
85. Georgine Sand Miner 1/3/2003
86. Mickey M'Grew 1/3/2003
87. Judson Stoddard 1/3/2003
88. Chase Henry 1/3/2003
89. Eugene Carman 1/3/2003
90. Harmon Whitney 1/3/2003
91. Mabel Osborne 1/3/2003
92. Oaks Tutt 1/3/2003
93. Russell Kincaid 1/3/2003
94. John Wasson 1/3/2003
95. Wendell P. Bloyd 1/3/2003
96. Willie Metcalf 1/3/2003
97. Benjamin Painter 1/3/2003
98. Banner Of Men Who Were Free 4/9/2010
99. W. Lloyd Garrison Standard 1/3/2003
100. Emily Sparks 1/3/2003
101. Columbus Cheney 1/3/2003
102. Dr. Siegfried Iseman 1/3/2003
103. Henry C. Calhoun 1/3/2003
104. Jeremy Carlisle 1/3/2003
105. Ida Frickey 1/3/2003
106. Filipinos, Remember Us 4/9/2010
107. Wallace Ferguson 1/3/2003
108. Caroline Branson 1/3/2003
109. Dillard Sissman 1/3/2003
110. Thomas Trevelyan 1/3/2003
111. Benjamin Fraser 1/3/2003
112. J. Milton Miles 1/3/2003
113. Theodore The Poet 1/3/2003
114. Felix Schmidt 1/3/2003
115. Mary Mcneely 1/3/2003
116. Shack Dye 1/3/2003
117. Hildrup Tubbs 1/3/2003
118. Jeduthan Hawley 1/3/2003
119. Davis Matlock 1/3/2003
120. Lilian Stewart 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

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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