La Ronde Du Diable (Amy Lowell Poems)
Here we go round the ivy-bush, And that's a tune we all dance to. Little poet people snatching ivy, Trying ...
Amy Lowell Poems on Literature (11 Poems)
Clear, with Light, Variable Winds (Amy Lowell Poem)
The fountain bent and straightened itself In the night wind, Blowing like a flower. It gleamed and glittered, A tall ...
Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
The Great Adventure of Max Breuck (Amy Lowell Poem)
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
The Basket (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown ...
The Bombardment (Amy Lowell Poem)
Slowly, without force, the rain drops into the city. It stops a moment on the carved head of Saint John, ...
Suggested by the Cover of a Volume of Keats’s Poems (Amy Lowell Poems)
Wild little bird, who chose thee for a sign To put upon the cover of this book? Who heard thee ...
The Promise of the Morning Star (Amy Lowell Poem)
Thou father of the children of my brain By thee engendered in my willing heart, How can I thank thee ...
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 ...
Fragment (Amy Lowell Poem)
What is poetry? Is it a mosaic Of coloured stones which curiously are wrought Into a pattern? Rather glass that's ...
The Allies (Amy Lowell Poem)
August 14th, 1914 Into the brazen, burnished sky, the cry hurls itself. The zigzagging cry of hoarse throats, it floats ...