Edgar Lee Masters

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

Edgar Lee Masters Poems

161. Silas Dement 1/3/2003
162. Marie Bateson 1/3/2003
163. Jim Brown 1/3/2003
164. Thomas Ross, Jr. 1/3/2003
165. Hail! Master Death! 4/9/2010
166. Jacob Goodpasture 1/3/2003
167. Flossie Cabanis 1/3/2003
168. Webster Ford 1/3/2003
169. Johnnie Sayre 1/3/2003
170. Tennessee Claflin Shope 1/3/2003
171. The Circuit Judge 1/3/2003
172. Elmer Karr 1/3/2003
173. Robert Davidson 1/3/2003
174. Lois Spears 1/3/2003
175. Widow Mcfarlane 1/3/2003
176. Rev. Lemuel Wiley 1/3/2003
177. John Cabanis 1/3/2003
178. Samuel Gardner 1/3/2003
179. Ernest Hyde 1/3/2003
180. Butch Weldy 1/3/2003
181. John Ballard 1/3/2003
182. Oscar Hummel 1/3/2003
183. Roger Heston 1/3/2003
184. Robert Fulton Tanner 1/3/2003
185. Searcy Foote 1/3/2003
186. Bert Kessler 1/3/2003
187. William Jones 1/3/2003
188. O Glorious France 1/3/2003
189. The Spooniad 1/3/2003
190. Nellie Clark 1/3/2003
191. Fletcher Mcgee 1/3/2003
192. Roscoe Purkapile 1/3/2003
193. Constance Hately 1/3/2003
194. On A Bust 1/3/2003
195. Roy Butler 1/3/2003
196. John Hancock Otis 1/3/2003
197. State's Attorney Fallas 1/3/2003
198. Elizabeth Childers 1/3/2003
199. America In 1904 4/9/2010
200. Carl Hamblin 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

Ralph Rhodes

All they said was true:
I wrecked my father's bank with my loans
To dabble in wheat; but this was true --
I was buying wheat for him as well,
Who couldn't margin the deal in his name
Because of his church relationship.
And while George Reece was serving his term
I chased the will-o'-the-wisp of women,
And the mockery of wine in New York.

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