Stravinsky’s (Amy Lowell Poems)
First MovementThin-voiced, nasal pipesDrawing sound out and outUntil it is a screeching thread,Sharp and cutting, sharp and cutting,It hurts.Whee-e-e!Bump! Bump! ...
First MovementThin-voiced, nasal pipesDrawing sound out and outUntil it is a screeching thread,Sharp and cutting, sharp and cutting,It hurts.Whee-e-e!Bump! Bump! ...
Panels of claret and blue which shine Under the moon like lees of wine. A coronet done in a golden ...
But why did I kill him? Why? Why? In the small, gilded room, near the stair? My ears rack and ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
The fountain bent and straightened itself In the night wind, Blowing like a flower. It gleamed and glittered, A tall ...
First Movement Thin-voiced, nasal pipes Drawing sound out and out Until it is a screeching thread, Sharp and cutting, sharp ...
A bullet through his heart at dawn. On the table a letter signed with a woman's name. A wind that ...
I Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog. Drip -- hiss -- drip -- hiss -- fall the raindrops on ...
Outside the long window, With his head on the stone sill, The dog is lying, Gazing at his Beloved. His ...
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear me! I am very weary. I have come from a village miles away, ...
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