Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
The eye can hardly pick them out From the cold shade they shelter in, Till wind distresses tail and main; ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHER Come, old friend! sit down and listen! From the pitcher, placed between us, How the ...
They bear, in place of classic names, Letters and numbers on their skin. They play their grisly blindfold games In ...
Ah! What avails the classic bent And what the cultured word, Against the undoctored incident That actually occurred? And what ...
Fill for me a brimming bowl And in it let me drown my soul: But put therein some drug, designed ...
Papier-mache body; blue-and-black cotton jersey cover. Metal stand. Instructions included. -- Sears, Roebuck Catalogue O my coy darling, still You ...
Her scarf a la Bardot, In suede flats for the walk, She came with me one evening For air and ...
O epic-famed, god-haunted Central Sea, Heave careless of the deep wrong done to thee When from Torino's track I saw ...
Sunned in the South, and here to-day; --If all organic things Be sentient, Flowers, as some men say, What are ...
The great sun sinks behind the town Through a red mist of Volnay wine.... But what's the use of setting ...
I now delight In spite Of the might And the right Of classic tradition, In writing And reciting Straight ahead, ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
The blues, purples, yellow, gold baked into the chrome pipes of the classic Harley draw me to you, my camera, ...
It is very aggravating To hear the solemn prating Of the fossils who are stating That old Horace was a ...
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
Should you be allowed sole privilege of unconscionable martyrdom? This affliction is self-pity brought by suffering as penitent to unrequited ...
The bells of waiting Advent ring, The Tortoise stove is lit again And lamp-oil light across the night Has caught ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
WHILE virgin Spring by Eden's flood, Unfolds her tender mantle green, Or pranks the sod in frolic mood, Or tunes ...
I can make out the rigging of a schooner a mile off; I can count the new cones on the ...
You'll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are: gosling shit (which J. Williams said something was as green ...
WITH secret throes I marked that earth, That cottage, witness of my birth; And near I saw, bold issuing forth ...
The Triumph of Wit Over Suffering Head alone shows you in the prodigious act Of digesting what centuries alone digest: ...
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicæan barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, ...
Because you have thrown of your Prelate Lord, And with stiff Vowes renounc'd his Liturgie To seise the widdow'd whore ...
I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron: Penelope did this too. And more than ...
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