Poets | Poem of the Day | Top 40 | Search | Comments | Privacy
June 20th, 2018 - we have 234 poets, 8,025 poems and 327,574 comments.
Edgar Lee Masters - Zenas Witt

I was sixteen, and I had the most terrible dreams,
And specks before my eyes, and nervous weakness.
And I couldn't remember the books I read,
Like Frank Drummer who memorized page after page.
And my back was weak, and I worried and worried,
And I was embarrassed and stammered my lessons,
And when I stood up to recite I'd forget
Everything that I had studied.
Well, I saw Dr. Weese's advertisement,
And there I read everything in print,
Just as if he had known me;
And about the dreams which I couldn't help.
So I knew I was marked for an early grave.
And I worried until I had a cough,
And then the dreams stopped.
And then I slept the sleep without dreams
Here on the hill by the river. 

Share |

Added: Mar 18 2005 | Viewed: 3131 times | Comments and analysis of Zenas Witt by Edgar Lee Masters Comments (1)

Zenas Witt - Comments and Information

Poet: Edgar Lee Masters
Poem: Zenas Witt

Comment 1 of 1, added on May 6th, 2005 at 7:01 PM.

I love this poem, but I don't know exactly what it is that draws me to it. I choose it to act out in english class, but i'm not quite sure what to wear, and what to use for back ground music. If anyone can help. Maybe if I knew what it meant I might get ideas.

Sarah from United States

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, Zenas Witt, has received one comment so far. Click here to read it, and perhaps post a comment of your own.

Poem Info

Masters Info
Copyright © 2000-2015 Gunnar Bengtsson. All Rights Reserved. Links