Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс)

Jennie M’Grew


Not, where the stairway turns in the dark,
A hooded figure, shriveled under a flowing cloak!
Not yellow eyes in the room at night,
Staring out from a surface of cobweb gray!
And not the flap of a condor wing,
When the roar of life in your ears begins
As a sound heard never before!
But on a sunny afternoon,
By a country road,
Where purple rag-weeds bloom along a straggling fence,
And the field is gleaned, and the air is still,
To see against the sun-light something black,
Like a blot with an iris rim --
That is the sign to eyes of second sight....
And that I saw!

Edgar Lee Masters’s other poems:

  1. Mrs. Kessler
  2. Schroeder the Fisherman
  3. On a Bust
  4. Theodore the Poet
  5. Lyman King

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