Edgar Lee Masters

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

Conrad Siever - Poem by Edgar Lee Masters

Not in that wasted garden
Where bodies are drawn into grass
That feeds no flocks, and into evergreens
That bear no fruit --
There where along the shaded walks
Vain sighs are heard,
And vainer dreams are dreamed
Of close communion with departed souls --
But here under the apple tree
I loved and watched and pruned
With gnarled hands
In the long, long years;
Here under the roots of this northern-spy
To move in the chemic change and circle of life,
Into the soil and into the flesh of the tree,
And into the living epitaphs
Of redder apples!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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