Amy Lowell Poems (204 Poems)

Solitaire (Amy Lowell Poems)

WHEN night drifts along the streets of the city, And sifts down between the uneven roofs, My mind begins to ...

Haunted (Amy Lowell Poems)

See! He trails his toesThrough the long streaks of moonlight,And the nails of his fingers glitter:They claw and flash among ...

Reflections (Amy Lowell Poems)

When I looked into your eyes, I saw a garden With peonies, and tinkling pagodas, And round-arched bridges Over still ...

Generations (Amy Lowell Poems)

You are like the stemOf a young beech-tree,Straight and swaying,Breaking out in golden leaves.Your walk is like the blowing of ...

Autumn (Amy Lowell Poems)

They brought me a quilled, yellow dahlia, Opulent, flaunting. Round gold Flung out of a pale green stalk. Round, ripe ...

Grotesque (Amy Lowell Poems)

Why do the lilies goggle their tongues at meWhen I pluck them;And writhe and twist,And strangle themselves against my fingers,So ...

November (Amy Lowell Poems)

The vine leaves against the brick walls of my house,Are rusty and broken.Dead leaves gather under the pine-trees,The brittle boughs ...

Bullion (Amy Lowell Poems)

MY thoughts Chink against my ribs And roll about like silver hail-stones. I should like to spill them out, And ...

Opal (Amy Lowell Poems)

You are ice and fire,The touch of you burns my hands like snow.You are cold and flame.You are the crimson ...

Decade (Amy Lowell Poems)

When you came, you were like red wine and honey, And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its ...

Prime (Amy Lowell Poems)

Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn  When a bird flies  And the sky changes to a fresher ...

Carrefour (Amy Lowell Poems)

O you,Who came upon me onceStretched under apple-trees just after bathing,Why did you not strangle me before speakingRather than fill ...

Vespers (Amy Lowell Poems)

Last night, at sunset,  The foxgloves were like tall altar candles.  Could I have lifted you to the roof of ...

Aliens (Amy Lowell Poems)

The chatter of little people Breaks on my purpose Like the water-drops which slowly wear the rocks to powder. And ...

The Pond (Amy Lowell Poems)

Cold, wet leaves Floating on moss-coloured water And the croaking of frogs- Cracked bell-notes in the twilight.(Amy Lowell)

Middle Age (Amy Lowell Poems)

Like black iceScrolled over with unintelligible patternsby an ignorant skaterIs the dulled surface of my heart.Amy Lowell(Amy Lowell)

The Cyclists (Amy Lowell Poem)

Spread on the roadway, With open-blown jackets, Like black, soaring pinions, They swoop down the hillside, The Cyclists. Seeming dark-plumaged ...

Convalescence (Amy Lowell Poem)

From out the dragging vastness of the sea, Wave-fettered, bound in sinuous, seaweed strands, He toils toward the rounding beach, ...

J–K. Huysmans (Amy Lowell Poem)

A flickering glimmer through a window-pane, A dim red glare through mud bespattered glass, Cleaving a path between blown walls ...

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