Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)
The Angel and the Clown
I saw wild domes and bowers And smoking incense towers And mad exotic flowers In Illinois. Where ragged ditches ran Now springs of Heaven began Celestial drink for man In Illinois. There stood beside the town Beneath its incense-crown An angel and a clown In Illinois. He was as Clowns are: She was snow and star With eyes that looked afar In Illinois. I asked, ”How came this place Of antique Asian grace Amid our callow race In Illinois?” Said Clown and Angel fair: ”By laughter and by prayer, By casting off all care In Illinois.”
Vachel Lindsay’s other poems:
- The Potatoes’ Dance
- I Heard Immanuel Singing
- When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich
- The Tree of Laughing Bells
- Where Is David, the Next King of Israel?
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