Edgar Lee Masters

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

Frank Drummer - Poem by Edgar Lee Masters

Out of a cell into this darkened space --
The end at twenty-five!
My tongue could not speak what stirred within me,
And the village thought me a fool.
Yet at the start there was a clear vision,
A high and urgent purpose in my soul
Which drove me on trying to memorize
The Encyclopedia Britannica!


Comments about Frank Drummer by Edgar Lee Masters

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



[Report Error]