Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

What the Miner in the Desert Said


The moon’s a brass-hooped water-keg,
A wondrous water-feast.
If I could climb the ridge and drink
And give drink to my beast;
If I could drain that keg, the flies 
Would not be biting so,
My burning feet be spry again,
My mule no longer slow.
And I could rise and dig for ore,
And reach my fatherland,
And not be food for ants and hawks
And perish in the sand.

Vachel Lindsay’s other poems:

  1. I Heard Immanuel Singing
  2. When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich
  3. Where Is David, the Next King of Israel?
  4. With a Bouquet of Twelve Roses
  5. The Potatoes’ Dance

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