A Japanese Wood-Carving, by Amy Lowell
High up above the open, welcoming door
It han...
Animal Poems
Late September, by Amy Lowell
Tang of fruitage in the air;
Red boughs burst...
The Letter, by Amy Lowell
Little cramped words scrawling all over the pap...
A Little Song, by Amy Lowell
When you, my Dear, are away, away,
How wea...
Miscast I, by Amy Lowell
I have whetted my brain until it is like a Dama...
Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening, by Amy Lowell
It was a gusty night,
With the wind booming, ...
Off the Turnpike, by Amy Lowell
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest.
I jest stepped in ...
On Carpaccio's Picture: The Dream of St. Ursula, by Amy Lowell
Swept, clean, and still, across the polished...
An Opera House, by Amy Lowell
Within the gold square of the proscenium arch, ...
Pickthorn Manor, by Amy Lowell
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day...
The Pike, by Amy Lowell
In the brown water,
Thick and silver-sheened ...
Reaping, by Amy Lowell
You want to know what's the matter with me, do...
The Red Lacquer Music-Stand, by Amy Lowell
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since b...
The Ring and the Castle, by Amy Lowell
"BENJAMIN BAILEY, Benjamin Bailey, why do you...
Roads, by Amy Lowell
I know a country laced with roads,
They join ...
The Road to Avignon, by Amy Lowell
A Minstrel stands on a marble stair,
Blown by...
A Roxbury Garden, by Amy Lowell
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes,
Criss-cross s...
Sancta Maria, Succure Miseris, by Amy Lowell
Dear Virgin Mary, far away,
Look down from H...
The Shadow, by Amy Lowell
Paul Jannes was working very late,
For this w...
Song, by Amy Lowell
Oh! To be a flower
Nodding in th...
Suggested by the Cover of a Volume of Keats's Poems, by Amy Lowell
Wild little bird, who chose thee for a sign
T...
Sunshine Through a Cobwebbed Window, by Amy Lowell
What charm is yours, you faded old-world tapes...
Superstition, by Amy Lowell
I have painted a picture of a ghost
Upon my ki...
Sword Blades and Poppy Seed, by Amy Lowell
A drifting, April, twilight sky,
A wind whi...
A Tale of Starvation, by Amy Lowell
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love,...