Vachel Lindsay
Vachel Lindsay
Nicholas Vachel Lindsaywas an American poet. He is considered a founder of modern singing poetry, as he referred to it, in which verses are meant to be sung or chanted...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth10 November 1879
CitySpringfield, IL
CountryUnited States of America
echo france hearts miles niagara red thousand three
Fools-to-free-the-world, they go, Primeval hearts from Buffalo. Red cataracts of France to-day Awake, three thousand miles away, An echo of Niagara The cataract of Niagara.
creeping forest golden saw
Then I saw the Congo, creeping through the black,Cutting through the forest with a golden track.
against american-poet cry justice life strive
I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the unloving, say life should be lovely. I, that am blind, cry out against my blindness.
against bloody call god guard holy men power sin speak turn vile wolves
This is the sin against the Holy Ghost: -- / To speak of bloody power as right divine,/ And call on God to guard each vile chief's house,/ And for such chiefs, turn men to wolves and swine.
girl rain flower
The sun is a huntress young, The sun is a red, red joy, The sun is an Indian girl, Of the tribe of the Illinois. The sun is a smouldering fire, That creeps through the high gray plain, And leaves not a bush of cloud To blossom with flowers of rain. The sun is a wounded deer, That treads pale grass in the skies, Shaking his golden horns, Flashing his baleful eyes. The sun is an eagle old, There in the windless west. Atop of the spirit-cliffs He builds him a crimson nest.
kindness compassion justice
My life is unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life is unkind, but I can vote for kindness.
pride soul deeds
Let not young souls be smothered out Before they do quaint deeds And fully flaunt their pride.
suicide suicidal firsts
They tried to get me-I got them first! (suicide note)
death thinking challenges
I think on death as the apparent end of the illusions that encompass us. They all have a sudden and unexpected end, that challenges any faith we have pinned to their worth.
christmas dream son
Except the Christ be born again tonight In dreams of all men, saints and sons of shame, The world will never see his kingdom bright.
hands yellow kansas
Oh, I have walked in Kansas Through many a harvest field, And piled the sheaves of glory there And down the wild rows reeled: Each sheaf a little yellow sun, A heap of hot-rayed gold; Each binder like Creation's hand To mold suns, as of old.
names identity mankind
To live in mankind is far more than to live in a name.
men house ghost
This is the sin against the Holy Ghost: - To speak of bloody power as right divine, And call on God to guard each vile chief's house, And for such chiefs, turn men to wolves and swine.
wise wisdom past
God lead us past the setting of the sun To wizard islands, of august surprise; God make our blunders wise.