Twenty-Four Hokku On A Modern Theme (Amy Lowell Poems)
I Again the larkspur, Heavenly blue in my garden. They, at least, unchanged. II How have I ...
I Again the larkspur, Heavenly blue in my garden. They, at least, unchanged. II How have I ...
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, Night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, ...
A rose in my garden, the sweetest and fairest,Was hanging her head through the long golden hours;And early one morning ...
Sunflower tall and hollyhock, that wave in the wind together,Corn-flower, poppy, and marigold, blossomingfair and fine,Delicate sweet-peas, glowing bright in ...
Methinks there's a geniusRoams in the mountains,Girdled with ivyAnd robed in wisteria,Lips ever smiling,Of noble demeanour,Driving the yellow pard,Tiger-attended,Couched in ...
Let us abandon then our gardens and go homeAnd sit in the sitting-roomShall the larkspur blossom or the corn grow ...
The lovely things that I have watched unthinking,Unknowing, day by day,That their soft dyes have steeped my soul in colourThat ...
Bring to her spring flowers, Cowslip and celandine, And bid her hear the blackbird's song. Let pass the sunny hours ...
All day long I have been working, Now I am tired I call: "Where are you?" But there is only ...
MY garden walks were smooth and greenAnd edged with box trees left and right,An old grey sun-dial stood betweenTwo rounded ...
OLD Nannie has a garden Where thyme and lad's-love grow,Larkspur, tansy, lupin And spires of herb-willow.She seems poor, ...
I bear a basket lined with grass; I am so light, I am so fair, That men must wonder as ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
A web of sewer, pipe, and wire connects each house to the others. In 206 a dog sleeps by the ...
1 SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern ...
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, Night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here ...
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, Night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here ...
I An old man sits In the shadow of a pine tree In China. He sees larkspur, Blue and white, ...
GOLD of a ripe oat straw, gold of a southwest moon, Canada thistle blue and flimmering larkspur blue, Tomatoes shining ...
A dream tree, Polly's tree: a thicket of sticks, each speckled twig ending in a thin-paned leaf unlike any other ...
Let us abandon then our gardens and go home And sit in the sitting-room Shall the larkspur blossom or the ...
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