Category: Lowell, Amy

Anticipation by Amy Lowell

Anticipation by Amy Lowell I have been temperate always, But I am like to be very drunk With your coming.

The Letter by Amy Lowell Little cramped words scrawling all over the paper Like draggled fly’s legs, What can you

? Vespers by Amy Lowell Last night, at sunset, The foxgloves were like tall altar candles. Could I have lifted

? Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening ?????? ?? It was a gusty night, ?? With the wind booming,

Prime ?by Amy Lowell ? Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn When a bird flies And the

PRIME by Amy Lowell Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn When a bird flies And the sky