The Dinner-Party (Amy Lowell Poem)
Fish "So . . ." they said, With their wine-glasses delicately poised, Mocking at the thing they cannot understand. "So ...
Fish "So . . ." they said, With their wine-glasses delicately poised, Mocking at the thing they cannot understand. "So ...
The fat lady came out first, tearing out roots and moistening drumskins. The fat lady who turns dying octopuses inside ...
Now is the rhymer's honest trade A thing for scornful laughter made. The merchant's sneer, the clerk's disdain, These are ...
(For Aline) When you shall die and to the sky Serenely, delicately go, Saint Peter, when he sees you there, ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart Of the townland; green and heavy headed Flax had rotted there, weighted ...
Why should this flower delay so long To show its tremulous plumes? Now is the time of plaintive robin-song, When ...
I imagine this midnight moment's forest: Something else is alive Beside the clock's loneliness And this blank page where my ...
The snow, coming down falling like flour, like confectionary sugar from a giant sifter in the sky falling so delicately ...
Like gloved hands at the summer cotillion so were the petals of the sun touching her face, oh so delicately, ...
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable, And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy. I look up our southern ...
Gaily into Ruislip Gardens Runs the red electric train, With a thousand Ta's and Pardon's Daintily alights Elaine; Hurries down ...
Amid the gray trunks of ancient trees we found the gay woodland lilies nodding on their stems, frail and fair, ...
I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones, The vast, the mountainous, the rolling, Sun-fired and drowsy! ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
The saintly hermit, midway through his prayers stopped suddenly, and raised his eyes to witness the unbelievable: for there before ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head, And drink your rushing words with eager lips, And paint ...
for every wind?'s emotionless blast brings shreds of feathers with their dance of loss rotating leaves of faded rainbow-trees and ...
After we flew across the country we got in bed, laid our bodies delicately together, like maps laid face to ...
All night long the hockey pictures gaze down at you sleeping in your tracksuit. Belligerent goalies are your ideal. Threats ...
When the master was calling the roll At the primary school in Collegelands, You were meant to call back Anseo ...
There lived in Munich a poor, weakly youth, But for the exact date, I cannot vouch for the truth, And ...
In an opal dream cave I found a fairy: Her wings were frailer than flower petals, Frailer far than snowflakes. ...
I Ran to the forest for shelter, Breathless, half sobbing; I put my arms round a tree, Pillowed my head ...
There is something about Death Like love itself! If with some one with whom you have known passion, And the ...
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
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