English Poetry. Vachel Lindsay. What the Sexton Said. Вэчел Линдсей.

Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

What the Sexton Said

Your dust will be upon the wind
Within some certain years,
Though you be sealed in lead to-day
Amid the country’s tears.

When this idyllic churchyard
Becomes the heart of town,
The place to build garage or inn,
They’ll throw your tombstone down.

Your name so dim, so long outworn,
Your bones so near to earth,
Your sturdy kindred dead and gone,
How should men know your worth?

So read upon the runic moon
Man’s epitaph, deep-writ.
It says the world is one great grave.
For names it cares no whit.

It tells the folk to live in peace,
And still, in peace, to die.
At least, so speaks the moon to me,
The tombstone of the sky.

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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