Learn More

Amy Lowell

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

Aftermath


I learnt to write to you in happier days,
And every letter was a piece I chipped
From off my heart, a fragment newly clipped
From the mosaic of life; its blues and grays,
Its throbbing reds, I gave to earn your praise.
To make a pavement for your feet I stripped
My soul for you to walk upon, and slipped
Beneath your steps to soften all your ways.
But now my letters are like blossoms pale
We strew upon a grave with hopeless tears.
I ask no recompense, I shall not fail
Although you do not heed; the long, sad years
Still pass, and still I scatter flowers frail,
And whisper words of love which no one hears.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

Do you like this poem?
7 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read poems about / on: sad, heart, life, flower

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Aftermath by Amy Lowell )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  2. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  3. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  4. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  5. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep, Mary Elizabeth Frye
  6. No Man Is An Island, John Donne
  7. Dreams, Langston Hughes
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  9. A Life-Lesson, James Whitcomb Riley
  10. Your Laughter, Pablo Neruda

Poem of the Day

poet James Whitcomb Riley

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
...... Read complete »

   

New Poems

  1. A Brief History of Abstract Art, Paul Hartal
  2. Thy melody is lost, ramesh rai
  3. Under The Raging Water, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  4. Daughter of Eve, ramesh rai
  5. Schmacebook, Esther Moe
  6. Excuses, Michelle Dragonfly
  7. They Say, Michelle Dragonfly
  8. someone asked me why i have so many jars.., Mandolyn ...
  9. Not A Fairytale, Apolynn Lagaras
  10. let's worship nothing, forever, Mandolyn ...
[Hata Bildir]