Poems by Amy Lowell
The Blue Scarf
... lifted a scarf On the seat close beside me, the blue of it is a violent outrage ...
Suggested by the Cover of a Volume of Keats's Poems
... And the poet Who felt this burning beauty, and whose heart ...
The Starling
... With all my outer life a clipped, square hole, ...
The Painter on Silk
... He thought of red, and yellow, and white roses ...
The Hammers
... Tap! Tap! Andrew Darling has ridden hard from Longwood to see to the work ...
Obligation
... So that scarcely shall your two arms hinder them ...
A Coloured Print by Shokei
... And the trees and the bushes which grow in the rocks ...
A Fixed Idea
... unsought The old delight is with us but to find ...
The Cross-Roads
... and crunching. Overhead, branches writhing, winding, interlacing, unwinding, scattering ...
The Grocery
... They look good in pyramids with the 'lectric light on 'em, ...
Miscast II
... My heart gapes because it is ripe and over-full, ...
A Ballad of Footmen
... Half-mast The flags which meant order, for order is past ...
The Bombardment
... d counts. Boom! -- Boom! -- Boom!The poet rushes into the street, and the rain wraps him in a sheet ...
From One Who Stays
... The whir of motors, stricken through with calls ...
The Road to Avignon
... Hark! The beating of humming-birds' wings! ...
