Are these your presences, my clan from Heaven?
Are these your hands upon my wounded soul?
Mine own, mine own, blood of my blood be with me,
Fly by my path till you have made me whole!

(C) Vachel Lindsay
01/01/2000


Best Poems of Vachel Lindsay

• The Moons The North Winds Cooky
• The Congo
• Simon Legree
• Shakespeare
• Incense
• Kalamazoo
• To Lady Jane
• Euclid
• He Nears The Goal
• The Mouse That Gnawed The Oak-tree Down
• The Leaden-eyed
• Heart Of God
• Heres To The Mice!
• Beyond The Moon
• The Rhymers Reply. Incense And Splendor
• Star Of My Heart
• The Tale Of The Tiger Tree
• The Santa Fe Trail
• The Proud Farmer
• The Sun Says His Prayers
• Sweetheart Winter