Full Online Books
BOOK CATEGORIES
Authors Authors Short Stories Short Stories Long Stories Long Stories Funny Stories Funny Stories Love Stories Love Stories Stories For Kids Stories For Kids Poems Poems Essays Essays Nonfictions Nonfictions Plays Plays Folktales Folktales Fairy Tales Fairy Tales Fables Fables Learning Kitchen Learning Kitchen
LINKS
Valid XHTML 1.0 Transitional Free Classified Website Without Registration Free Classified Website Daniel Company
Twitter Twitter Add book
donate
Full Online Book HomePoemsMirage Of The Desert
Famous Authors (View All Authors)
Mirage Of The Desert Post by :tmd9801627 Category :Poems Author :Edgar Lee Masters Date :June 2011 Read :1487

Click below to download : Mirage Of The Desert (Format : PDF)

Mirage Of The Desert

Well, there's the brazier set by the temple door:
Blue flames run over the coals and flicker through.
There are cool spaces of sky between white clouds--
But what are flames and spaces but eyes of blue?

* * * * *

And there's the harp on which great fingers play
Of gods who touch the wires, dreaming infinite things;
And there's a soul that wanders out when called
By a voice afar from the answering strings.

* * * * *

And there's the wish of the deep fulfillment of tears,
Till the vision, the mad music are wept away.
One cannot have them and live, but if one die
It might be better than living--who can say?

* * * * *

Why do we thirst for urns beyond urns who know
How sweet they are, yet bitter, not enough?
Eternity will quench your thirst, O soul--
But never the Desert's spectre, cup of love!

* * * * *


(The end)
Edgar Lee Masters's poem: Mirage Of The Desert

If you like this book please share to your friends :
NEXT BOOKS

Dahlias Dahlias

Dahlias
The mad wind is the warden,And the smiling dahlias nodTo the dahlias across the garden,And the wastes of the golden rod.They never pray for pardon,Nor ask his way nor forego,Nor close their hearts nor hardenNor stay his hand, nor bestowTheir hearts filched out of their bosoms,Nor plan for dahlias to be.For the wind blows over the gardenAnd sets the dahlias free.They drift to the song of the warden,Heedless they give him heed.And he walks and blows through the gardenBlossom and leaf and seed.(The end)Edgar Lee Masters's poem: Dahlias
PREVIOUS BOOKS

Poor Pierrot Poor Pierrot

Poor Pierrot
Here far away from the city, here by the yellow dunesI will lie and soothe my heart where the sea croons.For what can I do with strife, or what can I do with hate?Or the city, or life, or fame, or love or fate?Or the struggle since time began of the rich and poor?Or the law that drives the weak from the temple's door?Bury me under the sand so that my sorrow shall lieHidden under the dunes from the world's eye.I have learned the secret of silence, silence long and deep:The dead knew all that I know, that is why they
NEXT 10 BOOKS | PREVIOUS 10 BOOKS | RANDOM 10 BOOKS
LEAVE A COMMENT