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Bath	A
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The day is fresh washed and fair and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus	B
in the air	C
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The sunshine pours in at the bath room window and bores through the water	D
in the bath tub in lathes and planes of greenish white It cleaves the water	D
into flaws like a jewel and cracks it to bright light	E
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Little spots of sunshine lie on the surface of the water and dance dance	F
and their reflections wobble deliciously over the ceiling a stir of my finger	D
sets them whirring reeling I move a foot and the planes of light	E
in the water jar I lie back and laugh and let the green white water	D
the sun flawed beryl water flow over me The day is almost	G
too bright to bear the green water covers me from the too bright day	H
I will lie here awhile and play with the water and the sun spots	I
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The sky is blue and high A crow flaps by the window and there is	J
a whiff of tulips and narcissus in the air	C
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Breakfast Table	K
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In the fresh washed sunlight the breakfast table is decked and white	E
It offers itself in flat surrender tendering tastes and smells	L
and colours and metals and grains and the white cloth falls over its side	M
draped and wide Wheels of white glitter in the silver coffee pot	N
hot and spinning like catherine wheels they whirl and twirl and my eyes	O
begin to smart the little white dazzling wheels prick them like darts	P
Placid and peaceful the rolls of bread spread themselves in the sun to bask	Q
A stack of butter pats pyramidal shout orange through the white scream	R
flutter call 'Yellow Yellow Yellow ' Coffee steam rises in a stream	R
clouds the silver tea service with mist and twists up into the sunlight	E
revolved involuted suspiring higher and higher fluting in a thin spiral	K
up the high blue sky A crow flies by and croaks at the coffee steam	R
The day is new and fair with good smells in the air	C
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Walk	S
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Over the street the white clouds meet and sheer away without touching	T
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On the sidewalks boys are playing marbles Glass marbles	U
with amber and blue hearts roll together and part with a sweet	V
clashing noise The boys strike them with black and red striped agates	W
The glass marbles spit crimson when they are hit and slip into the gutters	X
under rushing brown water I smell tulips and narcissus in the air	C
but there are no flowers anywhere only white dust whipping up the street	V
and a girl with a gay Spring hat and blowing skirts The dust and the wind	Y
flirt at her ankles and her neat high heeled patent leather shoes Tap tap	Z
the little heels pat the pavement and the wind rustles among the flowers	X
on her hat	A2
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A water cart crawls slowly on the other side of the way It is green and gay	H
with new paint and rumbles contentedly sprinkling clear water over	D
the white dust Clear zigzagging water which smells of tulips and narcissus	B
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The thickening branches make a pink grisaille' against the blue sky	B2
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Whoop The clouds go dashing at each other and sheer away just in time	C2
Whoop And a man's hat careers down the street in front of the white dust	D2
leaps into the branches of a tree veers away and trundles ahead of the wind	Y
jarring the sunlight into spokes of rose colour and green	E2
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A motor car cuts a swathe through the bright air sharp beaked irresistible	K
shouting to the wind to make way A glare of dust and sunshine	F2
tosses together behind it and settles down The sky is quiet and high	B2
and the morning is fair with fresh washed air	C
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Midday and Afternoon	G2
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Swirl of crowded streets Shock and recoil of traffic The stock still	H2
brick facade of an old church against which the waves of people	K
lurch and withdraw Flare of sunshine down side streets Eddies of light	E
in the windows of chemists' shops with their blue gold purple jars	I2
darting colours far into the crowd Loud bangs and tremors	X
murmurings out of high windows whirring of machine belts	J2
blurring of horses and motors A quick spin and shudder of brakes	K2
on an electric car and the jar of a church bell knocking against	L2
the metal blue of the sky I am a piece of the town a bit of blown dust	D2
thrust along with the crowd Proud to feel the pavement under me	M2
reeling with feet Feet tripping skipping lagging dragging	T
plodding doggedly or springing up and advancing on firm elastic insteps	K2
A boy is selling papers I smell them clean and new from the press	K2
They are fresh like the air and pungent as tulips and narcissus	K2
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The blue sky pales to lemon and great tongues of gold blind the shop windows	K2
putting out their contents in a flood of flame	N2
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Night and Sleep	O2
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The day takes her ease in slippered yellow Electric signs gleam out	P2
along the shop fronts following each other They grow and grow	Q2
and blow into patterns of fire flowers as the sky fades Trades scream	R
in spots of light at the unruffled night Twinkle jab snap that means	K2
a new play and over the way plop drop quiver is the sidelong	T
sliver of a watchmaker's sign with its length on another street	V
A gigantic mug of beer effervesces to the atmosphere over a tall building	T
but the sky is high and has her own stars why should she heed ours	K2
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I leave the city with speed Wheels whirl to take me back to my trees	K2
and my quietness The breeze which blows with me is fresh washed and clean	E2
it has come but recently from the high sky There are no flowers	K2
in bloom yet but the earth of my garden smells of tulips and narcissus	K2
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My room is tranquil and friendly Out of the window I can see	K2
the distant city a band of twinkling gems little flower heads with no stems	K2
I cannot see the beer glass nor the letters of the restaurants and shops	K2
I passed now the signs blur and all together make the city	K2
glowing on a night of fine weather like a garden stirring and blowing	T
for the Spring	T
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The night is fresh washed and fair and there is a whiff of flowers in the air	C
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Wrap me close sheets of lavender Pour your blue and purple dreams	K2
into my ears The breeze whispers at the shutters and mutters	K2
queer tales of old days and cobbled streets and youths leaping their horses	K2
down marble stairways Pale blue lavender you are the colour of the sky	T
when it is fresh washed and fair I smell the stars they are like	T
tulips and narcissus I smell them in the air	C

Amy Lowell

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