Amy Lowell Poems (204 Poems)

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    Solitaire (Amy Lowell Poems)

    WHEN night drifts along the streets of the city, And sifts down between the uneven roofs, My mind begins to peek and peer. It plays at ball in old, blue Chinese gardens, And shakes wrought dice-cups in Pagan temples, Amid … Continue reading

    Haunted (Amy Lowell Poems)

    See! He trails his toesThrough the long streaks of moonlight,And the nails of his fingers glitter:They claw and flash among the tree-tops.His lips suck at my open window,And his breath creeps about my bodyAnd lies in pools under my knees.I … Continue reading

    Reflections (Amy Lowell Poems)

    When I looked into your eyes, I saw a garden With peonies, and tinkling pagodas, And round-arched bridges Over still lakes. A woman sat beside the water In a rain-blue, silken garment. She reached through the water To pluck the … Continue reading

    Generations (Amy Lowell Poems)

    You are like the stemOf a young beech-tree,Straight and swaying,Breaking out in golden leaves.Your walk is like the blowing of a beech-treeOn a hill.Your voice is like leavesSoftly struck upon by a South wind.Your shadow is no shadow, but a … Continue reading

    Grotesque (Amy Lowell Poems)

    Why do the lilies goggle their tongues at meWhen I pluck them;And writhe and twist,And strangle themselves against my fingers,So that I can hardly weave the garlandFor your hair?Why do they shriek your nameAnd spit at meWhen I would cluster … Continue reading

    Autumn (Amy Lowell Poems)

    They brought me a quilled, yellow dahlia, Opulent, flaunting. Round gold Flung out of a pale green stalk. Round, ripe gold Of maturity, Meticulously frilled and flaming, A fire-ball of proclamation: Fecundity decked in staring yellow For all the world … Continue reading

    November (Amy Lowell Poems)

    The vine leaves against the brick walls of my house,Are rusty and broken.Dead leaves gather under the pine-trees,The brittle boughs of lilac-bushesSweep against the stars.And I sit under a lampTrying to write down the emptiness of my heart.Even the cat … Continue reading

    To-Morrow To Fresh Woods And Pastures New (Amy Lowell Poems)

    As for a moment he stands, in hardy masculine beauty,Poised on the fircrested rock, over the pool which below himGleams in the wavering sunlight, waiting the shock of his plunging.So for a moment I stand, my feet planted firm in … Continue reading

    Bullion (Amy Lowell Poems)

    MY thoughts Chink against my ribs And roll about like silver hail-stones. I should like to spill them out, And pour them, all shining, Over you. But my heart is shut upon them And holds them straitly. Come, You! and … Continue reading

    Opal (Amy Lowell Poems)

    You are ice and fire,The touch of you burns my hands like snow.You are cold and flame.You are the crimson of amaryllis,The silver of moon-touched magnolias.When I am with you,My heart is a frozen pondGleaming with agitated torches. Amy Lowell … Continue reading

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