Wind (Amy Lowell Poem)
He shouts in the sails of the ships at sea, He steals the down from the honeybee, He makes the ...
Amy Lowell Poems (204 Poems)
Azure and Gold (Amy Lowell Poem)
April had covered the hills With flickering yellows and reds, The sparkle and coolness of snow Was blown from the ...
The Way (Amy Lowell Poem)
At first a mere thread of a footpath half blotted out by the grasses Sweeping triumphant across it, it wound ...
Lead Soldiers (Amy Lowell Poem)
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
Behind a Wall (Amy Lowell Poem)
I own a solace shut within my heart, A garden full of many a quaint delight And warm with drowsy, ...
The Crescent Moon (Amy Lowell Poem)
Slipping softly through the sky Little horned, happy moon, Can you hear me up so high? Will you come down ...
Happiness (Amy Lowell Poem)
Happiness, to some, elation; Is, to others, mere stagnation. Days of passive somnolence, At its wildest, indolence. Hours of empty ...
The Taxi (Amy Lowell Poem)
When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum. I call out for you against ...
Song (Amy Lowell Poem)
Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run; Holding up A scent-brimmed ...
Roads (Amy Lowell Poem)
I know a country laced with roads, They join the hills and they span the brooks, They weave like a ...
Dreams (Amy Lowell Poem)
I do not care to talk to you although Your speech evokes a thousand sympathies, And all my being's silent ...
To a Friend (Amy Lowell Poem)
I ask but one thing of you, only one, That always you will be my dream of you; That never ...
New York at Night (Amy Lowell Poem)
A near horizon whose sharp jags Cut brutally into a sky Of leaden heaviness, and crags Of houses lift their ...
Patience (Amy Lowell Poem)
Be patient with you? When the stooping sky Leans down upon the hills And tenderly, as one who soothing stills ...
A Winter Ride (Amy Lowell Poem)
Who shall declare the joy of the running! Who shall tell of the pleasures of flight! Springing and spurning the ...
A Little Song (Amy Lowell Poem)
When you, my Dear, are away, away, How wearily goes the creeping day. A year drags after morning, and night ...
Before the Altar (Amy Lowell Poem)
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
Irony (Amy Lowell Poem)
An arid daylight shines along the beach Dried to a grey monotony of tone, And stranded jelly-fish melt soft upon ...
Patterns (Amy Lowell Poem)
I walk down the garden paths, And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. I walk down ...
Sea Shell (Amy Lowell Poem)
Sea Shell, Sea Shell, Sing me a song, O Please! A song of ships, and sailor men, And parrots, and ...
Summer (Amy Lowell Poem)
Some men there are who find in nature all Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any ...
Petals (Amy Lowell Poem)
Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart; The end lost in ...
A Fairy Tale (Amy Lowell Poem)
On winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before ...
A Decade (Amy Lowell Poem)
When you came, you were like red wine and honey, And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its ...