Solitaire (Amy Lowell Poems)
WHEN night drifts along the streets of the city, And sifts down between the uneven roofs, My mind begins to ...
WHEN night drifts along the streets of the city, And sifts down between the uneven roofs, My mind begins to ...
See! He trails his toesThrough the long streaks of moonlight,And the nails of his fingers glitter:They claw and flash among ...
When I looked into your eyes, I saw a garden With peonies, and tinkling pagodas, And round-arched bridges Over still ...
You are like the stemOf a young beech-tree,Straight and swaying,Breaking out in golden leaves.Your walk is like the blowing of ...
Why do the lilies goggle their tongues at meWhen I pluck them;And writhe and twist,And strangle themselves against my fingers,So ...
They brought me a quilled, yellow dahlia, Opulent, flaunting. Round gold Flung out of a pale green stalk. Round, ripe ...
The vine leaves against the brick walls of my house,Are rusty and broken.Dead leaves gather under the pine-trees,The brittle boughs ...
As for a moment he stands, in hardy masculine beauty,Poised on the fircrested rock, over the pool which below himGleams ...
MY thoughts Chink against my ribs And roll about like silver hail-stones. I should like to spill them out, And ...
You are ice and fire,The touch of you burns my hands like snow.You are cold and flame.You are the crimson ...
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