Carrefour by Amy Lowell

Carrefour

by Amy Lowell

O You,

Who came upon me once

Stretched under apple-trees just after bathing,

Why did you not strangle me before speaking

Rather than fill me with the wild white honey of your words

And then leave me to the mercy

Of the forest bees.

I love the imagery she wrote. A link here to read more.http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/435

The Bungler by Amy Lowell

The Bungler 
by Amy Lowell


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.


I like the self depreciating humor in this poem. A link to read more. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amy_Lowell

Opal by Amy Lowell

Opal
by Amy Lowell




You are ice and fire,
The touch of you burns my hands like snow.
You are cold and flame.
You are the crimson of amaryllis,
the silver of moon-touched magnolias.
When I am with you,
My heart is a frozen pond
Gleaming with agitated torches.






She really is spectacular in her imagery. I admire her poetry. I have included a link to her bio and some of her additional poems. 
http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/435