
The Giver of Stars
Hold your soul open for my
welcoming.
Let the quiet of your spirit bathe me
With its clear and
rippled coolness,
That, loose-limbed and weary, I find rest,
Outstretched
upon your peace, as on a bed of ivory.
welcoming.
Let the quiet of your spirit bathe me
With its clear and
rippled coolness,
That, loose-limbed and weary, I find rest,
Outstretched
upon your peace, as on a bed of ivory.
Let the flickering flame of your
soul play all about me,
That into my limbs may come the keenness of
fire,
The life and joy of tongues of flame,
And, going out from you,
tightly strung and in tune,
I may rouse the blear-eyed world,
And pour
into it the beauty which you have begotten.
soul play all about me,
That into my limbs may come the keenness of
fire,
The life and joy of tongues of flame,
And, going out from you,
tightly strung and in tune,
I may rouse the blear-eyed world,
And pour
into it the beauty which you have begotten.
~ Amy Lowell ~
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Further Reading
Studies of Amy Lowell's life and work are S. Foster Damon, Amy Lowell: A Chronicle with Extracts from Her Correspondence (1935), and Horace Gregory, Amy Lowell (1958). She figures prominently in the critical study by Glenn Hughes, Imagism and the Imagists: A Study in Modern Poetry (1931). Hyatt H. Waggoner, American Poets: From the Puritans to the Present (1968), contains a section on her.