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Stephen Vincent Benet (Стивен Винсент Бене)


Ghosts of a Lunatic Asylum


Here, where men’s eyes were empty and as bright 
As the blank windows set in glaring brick, 
When the wind strengthens from the sea -- and night 
Drops like a fog and makes the breath come thick; 

By the deserted paths, the vacant halls, 
One may see figures, twisted shades and lean, 
Like the mad shapes that crawl an Indian screen, 
Or paunchy smears you find on prison walls. 

Turn the knob gently! There’s the Thumbless Man, 
Still weaving glass and silk into a dream, 
Although the wall shows through him -- and the Khan 
Journeys Cathay beside a paper stream. 

A Rabbit Woman chitters by the door -- 
-- Chilly the grave-smell comes from the turned sod -- 
Come -- lift the curtain -- and be cold before 
The silence of the eight men who were God!



Stephen Vincent Benet's other poems:
  1. The General Public
  2. Before an Examination
  3. The Mountain Whippoorwill
  4. 1936
  5. Dinner in a Quick Lunch Room


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