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Amy Lowell: III
IIIThe gates stand wide at Malmaison, stand wide all day. The gravel of the avenue glints under the continual rolling of wheels. An officer gallops up with his sabre clicking; a mameluke…Amy Lowell: IV
IVA vile day, Porter. But keep your wits about you. The Empress will soon be here. Queer, without the Emperor! It is indeed, but best not consider that. Scratch your head and prick up…Amy Lowell: Malmaison
MalmaisonIIIIIIIVVVIVIIAmy Lowell: Patterns
PatternsI 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…Amy Lowell: Preface
PrefaceThis is a book of stories. For that reason I have excluded all purely lyrical poems. But the word "stories" has been stretched to its fullest application. It includes both narrative…Amy Lowell: Reaping
ReapingYou want to know what's the matter with me, do yer? My! ain't men blinder'n moles? It ain't nothin' new, be sure o' that. Why, ef you'd had eyes you'd ha' seed Me changin' under your…Amy Lowell: The Allies
The AlliesAugust 14th, 1914Into the brazen, burnished sky, the cry hurls itself. The zigzagging cry of hoarse throats, it floats against the hard winds, and binds the head of the serpent to…Amy Lowell: The Bombardment
The BombardmentSlowly, without force, the rain drops into the city. It stops a moment on the carved head of Saint John, then slides on again, slipping and trickling over his stone cloak. It…Amy Lowell: The Grocery
The Grocery"Hullo, Alice!" "Hullo, Leon!" "Say, Alice, gi' me a couple O' them two for five cigars, Will yer?" "Where's your nickel?" "My! Ain't you close! Can't trust a feller, can yer." "…Amy Lowell: The Hammers
The HammersFrindsbury, Kent, 1786Paris, March, 1814Paris, April, 1814Croissy, Ile-de-France, June, 1815St. Helena, May, 1821Trending
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