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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373952" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Willie Metcalf</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373952" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I was Willie Metcalf.<br>They used to call me "Doctor Meyers"<br>Because, they said, I looked like him.<br>And he was my father, according to Jack McGuire.<br>I lived in the livery stable,<br>Sleeping on the floor<br>Side by side with Roger Baughman's bulldog,<br>Or sometimes in a stall.<br>I could crawl between the legs of the wildest horses<br>Without getting kicked -- we knew each other.<br>On spring days I tramped through the country<br>To get the feeling, which I sometimes lost,<br>That I was not a separate thing from the earth.<br>I used to lose myself, as if in sleep,<br>By lying with eyes half-open in the woods.<br>Sometimes I taIked with animals -- even toads and snakes --<br>Anything that had an eye to look into.<br>Once I saw a stone in the sunshine<br>Trying to turn into jelly.<br>In April days in this cemetery<br>The dead people gathered all about me,<br>And grew still, like a congregation in silent prayer.<br>I never knew whether I was a part of the earth<br>With flowers growing in me, or whether I walked --<br>Now I know.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edgar+Lee+Masters">Edgar Lee Masters</a></strong></div>