Vachel Lindsay

(November 10, 1879 – December 5, 1931 / Springfield, Illinois)

Euclid - Poem by Vachel Lindsay

Old Euclid drew a circle
On a sand-beach long ago.
He bounded and enclosed it
With angles thus and so.
His set of solemn greybeards
Nodded and argued much
Of arc and circumference,
Diameter and such.
A silent child stood by them
From morning until noon
Because they drew such charming
Round pictures of the moon.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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