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Poem by Amy Lowell


Hora Stellatrix


The stars hang thick in the apple tree,
The south wind smells of the pungent sea,
Gold tulip cups are heavy with dew.
The nights for you, Sweetheart, for you!
Starfire rains from the vaulted blue.
Listen!  The dancing of unseen leaves.
A drowsy swallow stirs in the eaves.
Only a maiden is sorrowing.
T is night and spring, Sweetheart, and spring!
Starfire lights your hearts blossoming.
In the intimate dark theres never an ear,
Though the tulips stand on tiptoe to hear,
So give; ripe fruit must shrivel or fall.
As you are mine, Sweetheart, give all!
Starfire sparkles, your coronal.



Amy Lowell


Amy Lowell's other poems:
  1. The Boston Athenaeum
  2. The Bungler
  3. The Fool Errant
  4. The Painter on Silk
  5. The Fruit Shop


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