Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)
What the Moon Saw
Two statesmen met by moonlight. Their ease was partly feigned. They glanced about the prairie. Their faces were constrained. In various ways aforetime They had misled the state, Yet did it so politely Their henchmen thought them great. They sat beneath a hedge and spake No word, but had a smoke. A satchel passed from hand to hand. Next day, the deadlock broke.
Vachel Lindsay’s other poems:
- I Heard Immanuel Singing
- When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich
- Where Is David, the Next King of Israel?
- With a Bouquet of Twelve Roses
- The Potatoes’ Dance
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