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 ...
This evening, the sturdy Levi's I wore every day for over a year & which seemed to the end in ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
1896 They christened my brother of old-- And a saintly name he bears-- They gave him his place to hold ...
To the Right Honourable Mildmay, Earl of Westmoreland Come, sons of summer, by whose toil We are the lords of ...
While the far farewell music thins and fails, And the broad bottoms rip the bearing brine - All smalling slowly ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
powerful words, claiming this man, this person, rising from the waters the carpenter's son, son of Joseph, of Mary My ...
He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled, That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust, But still lies ...
He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled, That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust, But still lies ...
Spires of the fireweed on the fretted sky - Tints of magenta on tranquility, Do you feel nurture for the ...
Too cold is this To warm with Sun -- Too stiff to bended be, To joint this Agate were a ...
I tend my flowers for thee -- Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia's Coral Seams Rip -- while the Sower -- dreams ...
I've known a Heaven, like a Tent -- To wrap its shining Yards -- Pluck up its stakes, and disappear ...
FEAR not, dear love, that I'll reveal Those hours of pleasure we two steal ; No eye shall see, nor ...
With a love a madness for Shelley Chatterton Rimbaud and the needy-yap of my youth has gone from ear to ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
If ever there were a spring day so perfect, so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze that it made you ...
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed The comet of a season, and I saw The humblest of ...
THE GLOOMY night is gath'ring fast, Loud roars the wild, inconstant blast, Yon murky cloud is foul with rain, I ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
They dont make it the beautiful die in flame- sucide pills,rat poison,rope what- ever... they rip their arms off, throw ...
Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly ...
Off that landspit of stony mouth-plugs, Eyes rolled by white sticks, Ears cupping the sea's incoherences, You house your unnerving ...
Oh, I should like to ride the seas, A roaring buccaneer; A cutlass banging at my knees, A dirk behind ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
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