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Vachel Lindsay

Where does Cinderella sleep?
By far-off day-dream river.
A secret place her burning Prince
Decks, while his heart-strings quiver.

Homesick for our cinder world,
Her low-born shoulders shiver;
She longs for sleep in cinders curled—
We, for the day-dream river.

Next 10 Poems

• Vachel Lindsay : Prologue. A Sense Of Humor
• Vachel Lindsay : Queen Mab In The Village
• Vachel Lindsay : Shakespeare
• Vachel Lindsay : Simon Legree
• Vachel Lindsay : Speak Now For Peace
• Vachel Lindsay : Springfield Magical
• Vachel Lindsay : St. Francis Of Assisi
• Vachel Lindsay : Star Of My Heart
• Vachel Lindsay : Sunshine
• Vachel Lindsay : Sweet Briars Of The Stairways

Previous 10 Poems

• Vachel Lindsay : Our Mother Pocahontas
• Vachel Lindsay : Our Guardian Angels And Their Children
• Vachel Lindsay : Once More-to Gloriana
• Vachel Lindsay : On The Road To Nowhere
• Vachel Lindsay : On The Garden-wall
• Vachel Lindsay : On The Building Of Springfield
• Vachel Lindsay : On Suddenly Receiving A Curl Long Refused
• Vachel Lindsay : On Receiving One Of Gloriana's Letters
• Vachel Lindsay : On Reading Omar Khayyam
• Vachel Lindsay : Niagara