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Witches are moon-birds, Witches are the women of the false, beautiful moon.

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Amy Lowell
Age: 51 †
Born: 1874
Born: February 9
Died: 1925
Died: May 12
Poet
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Brookline
Massachusetts
Amy Lawrence Lowell
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My heart is tuned to sorrow, and the strings Vibrate most readily to minor chords, Searching and sad my mind is stuffed with words Which voice the passion and the ache of things: Illusions beating with their baffled wings Against the walls of circumstance.
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Only those of our poets who kept solidly to the Shakespearean tradition achieved any measure of success. But Keats was the last great exponent of that tradition, and we all know how thin, how lacking in charm, the copies of Keats have become.
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Freighted with hope, Crimsoned with joy, We scatter the leaves of our opening rose.
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Lilacs, False Blue, White, Purple, Colour of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England ... Lilacs in dooryards Holding quiet conversation with an early moon Lilacs watching a deserted house ... Lilacs, wind-beaten, staggering under a lopsided shock of bloom, You are everywhere.
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May is much sunshine through small leaves.
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I never deny poems when they come whatever I am doing, whatever I am writing, I lay it aside and attend to the arriving poem.
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A black cat among roses, phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon, the sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is very still. It is dazed with moonlight, contented with perfume.
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Without poetry the soul and heart of man starves and dies.
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Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour.
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Time! Joyless emblem of the greed of millions, robber of the best which earth can give.
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The stigma of oddness is the price a myopic world always exacts of genius.
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Happiness: We rarely feel it. I would buy it, beg it, steal it, Pay in coins of dripping blood For this one transcendent good.
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Poetry is the most concentrated form of literature it is the most emotionalized and powerful way in which thought can be presented.
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When you came, you were like red wine and honey, and the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
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Now you are come! You tremble like a star Poised where, behind earth's rim, the sun has set. Your voice has sung across my heart, but numb And mute, I have no tones to answer.
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Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart.
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Art is like politics. Any theory carried too far ends in sterility, and freshness is only gained by following some other line.
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Polyphonic prose is a kind of free verse, except that it is still freer. Polyphonic makes full use of cadence, rime, alliteration, assonance.
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My! ain't men blinder'n moles?
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