I walked in a desert.
And I cried,
"Ah, God, take me from this place!"
A voice said, "It is no desert."
I cried, "Well, But --
The sand, the heat, the vacant horizon."
A voice said, "It is no desert."

Poet: Stephen Crane
Poem: 42. I walked in a desert
Volume: The Black Riders & Other Lines
Year: Published/Written in 1905
Poem of the Day: Dec 16 2001

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, I walked in a desert, has received 36 comments. Click here to read them, and perhaps post a comment of your own.