We left you there, lonely,
Beauty your power,
Wisdom your watchman,
To hold the clay tower.

from 'The Tale of the Tiger Tree

Vachel Lindsay

Mots clés poetry

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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.

Vachel Lindsay

Mots clés christmas

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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.

Vachel Lindsay

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They tried to get me—I got them first!

Vachel Lindsay

Mots clés suicide-note

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