Ghosts In Love

Vachel Lindsay

“Tell me, where do ghosts in love
Find their bridal veils?”

“If you and I were ghosts in love
We’d climb the cliffs of Mystery,
Above the sea of Wails.
I’d trim your gray and streaming hair
With veils of Fantasy
From the tree of Memory.
’Tis there the ghosts that fall in love
Find their bridal veils.”

Next 10 Poems

• Vachel Lindsay : God Send The Regicide
• Vachel Lindsay : Heart Of God
• Vachel Lindsay : Here's To The Mice!
• Vachel Lindsay : Honor Among Scamps
• Vachel Lindsay : How A Little Girl Danced
• Vachel Lindsay : How A Little Girl Sang
• Vachel Lindsay : How I Walked Alone In The Jungles Of Heaven
• Vachel Lindsay : How Samson Bore Away The Gates Of Gaza
• Vachel Lindsay : I Heard Immanuel Singing
• Vachel Lindsay : I Went Down Into The Desert

Previous 10 Poems

• Vachel Lindsay : Genesis
• Vachel Lindsay : General William Booth Enters Into Heaven
• Vachel Lindsay : Galahad, Knight Who Perished
• Vachel Lindsay : Foreign Missions In Battle Array
• Vachel Lindsay : Factory Windows Are Always Broken
• Vachel Lindsay : Euclid
• Vachel Lindsay : Epilogue. Under The Blessing Of Your Psyche Wings
• Vachel Lindsay : Edwin Booth
• Vachel Lindsay : Eden In Winter
• Vachel Lindsay : Drying Their Wings