Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

What the Moon Saw

Two statesmen met by moonlight.
Their ease was partly feigned.
They glanced about the prairie.
Their faces were constrained.
In various ways aforetime
They had misled the state,
Yet did it so politely
Their henchmen thought them great.
They sat beneath a hedge and spake
No word, but had a smoke.
A satchel passed from hand to hand.
Next day, the deadlock broke.

1. To the United States Senate
2. To Reformers in Despair
3. The Perfect Marriage
4. Upon Returning to the Country Road
5. On the Building of Springfield

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