1777 (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
Walking around in the park Should feel better than work: The lake, the sunshine, The grass to lie on, Blurred ...
Green little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole voice that's heard ...
Some candle clear burns somewhere I come by. I muse at how its being puts blissful back With yellowy moisture ...
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame; As tumbled over rim in roundy wells Stones ring; like each tucked string ...
Around the house the flakes fly faster, And all the berries now are gone From holly and cotoneaster Around the ...
(a) orihuela-time the sun in orihuela calms the dust and people glide about the streets at ease (problems left indoors ...
i can see through the blue dress when you stand in the doorway - the light come indoors softly like ...
however foul the times or difficult the ways are through those personal morasses this change of age won't let a ...
In the fairy tale the sky makes of itself a coat because it needs you to put it on. How ...
I watched them once, at dusk, on television, run, in our motel room half-way through Nebraska, quick, glittering, past beauty, ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
She's stopped in her southern tracks Brought haply to this hard knock When she shoots from the tall spruce And ...
A cold gray afternoon cocooned indoors, watching the scene change outside, in the colors, the feel, the mood morphing day, ...
Hours per credit Eat my life Sunny days indoors Reading, writing, digesting Old brain Slow reader Applying principle To facts ...
My mind matches this understand land. Outdoors the pencilled tree, the wind-carved drift, Indoors the constant fire, the careful thrift ...
I was picking blackberries when I thought of the strange girl at the mental hospital. Beautiful she was - quietly ...
There was a man who found two leaves and came indoors holding them out saying to his parents that he ...
Go, little boy, Fill thee with joy; For Time gives thee Unlicensed hours, To run in fields, And roll in ...
Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon. The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took ...
You saw sagacious Solomon You know what came of him, To him complexities seemed plain. He cursed the hour that ...
It had been four days of no weather as if nature had conceded its genius to the indoors. They'd closed ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Far back when I went zig-zagging through tamarack pastures you were my genius, you my cast-iron Viking, my helmed lion-heart ...
1 Against the stone breakwater, Only an ominous lapping, While the wind whines overhead, Coming down from the mountain, Whistling ...
Though you know it anyhow Listen to me, darling, now, Proving what I need not prove How I know I ...
People are putting up storm windows now, Or were, this morning, until the heavy rain Drove them indoors. So, coming ...
Before you can learn the trees, you have to learn The language of the trees. That's done indoors, Out of ...
Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors The winking signal on the waste of sea. Indoors the sound ...
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