Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

What the Miner in the Desert Said

The moon’s a brass-hooped water-keg,
A wondrous water-feast.
If I could climb the ridge and drink
And give drink to my beast;
If I could drain that keg, the flies 
Would not be biting so,
My burning feet be spry again,
My mule no longer slow.
And I could rise and dig for ore,
And reach my fatherland,
And not be food for ants and hawks
And perish in the sand.

1. Mae Marsh, Motion Picture Actress
2. The Haughty Snail-King
3. The Eagle That is Forgotten
4. Michaelangelo
5. When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich

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