A Lady Poem by Amy Lowell

A Lady

Rating: 2.8


You are beautiful and faded
Like an old opera tune
Played upon a harpsichord;
Or like the sun-flooded silks
Of an eighteenth-century boudoir.
In your eyes
Smoulder the fallen roses of out-lived minutes,
And the perfume of your soul
Is vague and suffusing,
With the pungence of sealed spice-jars.
Your half-tones delight me,
And I grow mad with gazing
At your blent colours.

My vigour is a new-minted penny,
Which I cast at your feet.
Gather it up from the dust,
That its sparkle may amuse you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 28 March 2016

The joy of a woman! With the perfume of her soul. Thanks for sharing.

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Akachukwu Lekwauwa 28 March 2016

this is speaking of timeless beauty.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 07 July 2020

Natural traits and likings bestowed by nature with womanhood beautifully incorporated. Nice poem, a pleasure to read.

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danny 16 February 2018

first time hearing about her so far i like her poems

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Wayne Kingston 28 March 2016

A Lady: exquisitely drawn suggestion tantalizing us for more.....expertly crafted piece. Thx for posting this POTD worthy work. :-)))

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Susan Williams 28 March 2016

Amy Lowell has a pen filled with beautiful phrases- -take a look at this one- - - - - -] the fallen roses of out-lived minutes - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -isn't that perfect?

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M Asim Nehal 28 March 2016

So nicely written poem, thanks for sharing..10+

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