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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.
Amy Lowell
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Amy Lowell
Age: 51 †
Born: 1874
Born: February 9
Died: 1925
Died: May 12
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Brookline
Massachusetts
Amy Lawrence Lowell
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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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In my stiff, brocaded gown. With my powdered hair and jeweled fan, I too am a rare Pattern.
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When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum.
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Underneath my stiffened gown Is the softness of a woman bathing in a marble basin, A basin in the midst of hedges grown So thick, she cannot see her lover hiding, But she guesses he is near, And the sliding of the water Seems the stroking of a dear Hand upon her.
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Not a softness anywhere about me, Only whalebone and brocade.
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Moon! Moon! I am prone before you. Pity me,and drench me in loneliness.
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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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