Amy Lowell (Эми Лоуэлл)

Fragment (What is poetry? Is it a mosaic)

What is poetry? Is it a mosaic
Of coloured stones which curiously are wrought
Into a pattern?  Rather glass that’s taught
By patient labor any hue to take
And glowing with a sumptuous splendor, make
Beauty a thing of awe; where sunbeams caught,
Transmuted fall in sheafs of rainbows fraught
With storied meaning for religion’s sake.

1. To Elizabeth Ward Perkins
2. Frankincense and Myrrh
3. The Road to Avignon
4. Sea Shell
5. The Allies

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