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Poem by Amy Lowell


My cup is empty to-night,
Cold and dry are its sides,
Chilled by the wind from the open window.
Empty and void, it sparkles white in the moonlight.
The room is filled with the strange scent
Of wistaria blossoms.
They sway in the moons radiance
And tap against the wall.
But the cup of my heart is still,
And cold, and empty.
When you come, it brims
Red and trembling with blood,
Hearts blood for your drinking;
To fill your mouth with love
And the bitter-sweet taste of a soul.

Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell's other poems:
  1. Miscast II
  2. Suggested by the Cover of a Volume of Keatss Poems
  3. The Exeter Road
  4. To Elizabeth Ward Perkins
  5. Hora Stellatrix

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Matthew Arnold Absence ("IN THIS fair strangers eyes of grey")
  • Charlotte Mew Absence ("Sometimes I know the way")
  • Robert Bridges Absence ("When my love was away")
  • William Bowles Absence ("There is strange music in the stirring wind")
  • Ella Wilcox Absence ("After you went away, our lovely room")
  • Claude McKay Absence ("Your words dropped into my heart like pebbles into a pool")
  • Mary Robinson Absence ("WHEN from the craggy mountains pathless steep")
  • Capel Lofft Absence ("I love: and day by day, as absent, pine")

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