Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)
Ghosts in Love
”Tell me, where do ghosts in love Find their bridal veils?” ”If you and I were ghosts in love We’d climb the cliffs of Mystery, Above the sea of Wails. I’d trim your gray and streaming hair With veils of Fantasy From the tree of Memory. ’Tis there the ghosts that fall in love Find their bridal veils.”
Vachel Lindsay’s other poems:
- I Heard Immanuel Singing
- The Potatoes’ Dance
- Our Mother Pocahontas
- When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich
- Incense
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