Who is Amy Lowell

Amy Lawrence Lowell (February 9, 1874 – May 12, 1925) was an American poet of the imagist school from Brookline, Massachusetts. She posthumously won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1926.

Personal life Lowell as a child

Amy Lowell was born on February 9, 1874, in Boston, Massachusetts, the daughter of Augustus Lowell and Katherine Bigelow Lowell. A member of the Brahmin Lowell family, her siblings included the as...
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Amy Lowell Poems

  • Malmaison

    How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there,
    beyond the high wall! How quietly the Seine runs in loops and windings, ...
  • To A Husband
    Brighter than fireflies upon the Uji River
    Are your words in the dark, Beloved.

  • Aliens
    The chatter of little people
    Breaks on my purpose
    Like the water-drops which slowly wear the rocks to powder.
    And while I laugh ...
  • Two Lacquer Prints
    The Emperor's Garden

    ONCE, in the sultry heat of midsummer,
    An Emperor caused the miniature mountains in his garden ...
  • Women's Harvest Song
    I am waving a ripe sunflower,
    I am scattering sunflower pollen to the four world-quarters.
    I am joyful because of my melons,
    I am joyful because of my beans, ...
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Top 10 most used topics by Amy Lowell

Great 121 Long 100 Night 92 White 91 Sun 89 Heart 86 Wind 81 Away 80 Blue 78 Light 76

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  • Surono34098683: ‘i am tired, beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, and posting it.’ ~ amy lowell
  • Queerlitbot: you are ice and fire, the touch of you burns my hands like snow. amy lowell, opal
  • Lancaster_words: the week begins with amy lowell's circumstance.
  • Surono34098683: over the shop where silk is sold still the dragon kites are flying. ~ amy lowell
  • Jiigggeee: rearranged my entire bedroom and decided to finally do a photo shoot with my cap and gown (will do a better one when it’s better here). i’m giving you “young, broke, talented, and down for a boston marriage”. last photo is giving you amy lowell, phd. so proud of my weight loss.
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Robert Browning Poem
From 'Pauline'
 by Robert Browning

O God, where does this tend-these struggling aims?
What would I have? What is this -sleep-, which seems
To bound all? can there be a -waking- point
Of crowning life? The soul would never rule-
It would be first in all things-it would have
Its utmost pleasure filled,-but that complete
Commanding for commanding sickens it.
The last point I can trace is, rest beneath

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