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. Miscast I
2. Thompson’s Lunch Room -- Grand Central Station
3. Irony
4. To Elizabeth Ward Perkins
5. Red Slippers

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