Poem by Amy Lowell

The Bungler

You glow in my heart
Like the flames of uncounted candles.
But when I go to warm my hands,
My clumsiness overturns the light,
And then I stumble
Against the tables and chairs.

1. Reaping
2. Red Slippers
3. Frankincense and Myrrh
4. Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H.
5. To an Early Daffodil

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