Vachel Lindsay

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

The Empty Boats - Poem by Vachel Lindsay

Why do I see these empty boats, sailing on airy seas?
One haunted me the whole night long, swaying with every breeze,
Returning always near the eaves, or by the skylight glass:
There it will wait me many weeks, and then, at last, will pass.
Each soul is haunted by a ship in which that soul might ride
And climb the glorious mysteries of Heaven's silent tide
In voyages that change the very metes and bounds of Fate —
O empty boats, we all refuse, that by our windows wait!


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  • (7/19/2012 2:03:00 AM)


    One of my favorite poems. Vachel Lindsay was so underrated and the fact that he loved Sara Teasdale just makes him all the more magnificent. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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