Poems by Robert Lowell
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Memories of West Street and Lepke
... Like the sun she rises in her flame-flamingo infants' wear ...
Sailing Home From Rapallo
... ... In the grandiloquent lettering on Mothers coffin, ...
Home After Three Months Away
... When we dress her in her sky-blue corduroy, ...
Water
... of iris, rotting and turning purpler,but it was only ...
For the Union Dead
... braces the tingling Statehouse, shaking over the excavations, as it faces Colonel Shaw ...
Skunk Hour
... I stand on top of our back steps and breathe the rich air-- ...
Man And Wife
... as if you had a fourth time faced the kingdom of the mad-- ...
Homecoming
... to sweeten the dry gin--the lash across my face ...
Dolphin
... an eelnet made by man for the eel fighting my eyes have seen what my hand did ...
History
... his cows crowding like skulls against high-voltage wire, ...
The Quaker Graveyard in Nantucket
... OUR LADY OF WALSINGHAMThere once the penitents took off their shoes ...
The Withdrawal
... and the years of discretion are spent on complaintuntil the wristwatch is taken from the wrist ...
"To Speak of Woe That Is in Marriage"
... --Schopenhauer"The hot night makes us keep our bedroom windows open ...
Waking in the Blue
... U. sophomore, rouses from the mare's-nest of his drowsy head ...
The Drunken Fisherman
... Life danced a jig on the sperm-whale's spout-- ...
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