Amy Lowell

(9 February 1874 – 12 May 1925 / Boston, Massachusetts)

Amy Lowell Poems

161. Climbing 1/3/2003
162. Clear, With Light, Variable Winds 4/16/2010
163. Carrefour 1/3/2003
164. Bullion 4/16/2010
165. Behind A Wall 1/3/2003
166. Before The Altar 1/3/2003
167. Before Dawn 1/3/2003
168. Basket Dance 1/3/2003
169. Azure And Gold 1/3/2003
170. Autumn 1/3/2003
171. Aubade 1/3/2003
172. At Night 1/3/2003
173. Astigmatism 1/20/2003
174. Apples Of Hesperides 1/3/2003
175. Apology 1/4/2003
176. Anticipation 4/16/2010
177. Aliens 4/16/2010
178. Aftermath 1/3/2003
179. After Hearing A Waltz By Bartok 4/16/2010
180. Absence 4/16/2010
181. A Winter Ride 1/3/2003
182. A Tulip Garden 4/16/2010
183. A Tale Of Starvation 4/16/2010
184. A Roxbury Garden 4/16/2010
185. A Poet's Wife -new- 4/14/2015
186. A Petition 4/16/2010
187. A Lover 4/16/2010
188. A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M. 1/20/2003
189. A Little Song 1/3/2003
190. A Lady 1/4/2003
191. A Japanese Wood-Carving 1/3/2003
192. A Gift 4/16/2010
193. A Fixed Idea 1/3/2003
194. A Fairy Tale 1/3/2003
195. A Coloured Print By Shokei 1/3/2003
196. A Blockhead 4/16/2010
197. A Ballad Of Footmen 4/16/2010
198. 1777 4/16/2010
Best Poem of Amy Lowell

Patterns

I walk down the garden-paths,
And all the daffodils
Are blowing, and the bright blue squills.
I walk down the patterned garden-paths
In my stiff, brocaded gown.
With my powdered hair and jeweled fan,
I too am a rare
Pattern. As I wander down
The garden-paths.
My dress is richly figured,
And the train
Makes a pink and silver stain
On the gravel, and the thrift
Of the borders.
Just a plate of current fashion,
Tripping by in high-heeled, ribboned shoes.
Not a softness anywhere about me,
Only whalebone and brocade.
And I sink ...

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Apology

Be not angry with me that I bear
   Your colours everywhere,
   All through each crowded street,
   And meet
   The wonder-light in every eye,
   As I go by.

Each plodding wayfarer looks up to gaze,
   Blinded by rainbow haze,

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