Robert Lowell

(1917 - 1977 / Boston / United States)

Robert Lowell Poems

1. Harpo Marx 6/12/2015
2. July In Washington 3/26/2015
3. Water 11/24/2014
4. My Last Afternoon With Uncle Devereux Winslow 4/8/2010
5. Sailing Home From Rapallo 4/8/2010
6. Mr. Edwards And The Spider 4/8/2010
7. Falling Asleep Over The Aeneid 4/8/2010
8. After The Surprising Conversions 4/8/2010
9. Home After Three Months Away 1/3/2003
10. Homecoming 1/3/2003
11. To Speak Of Woe That Is In Marriage 1/3/2003
12. The Drunken Fisherman 1/3/2003
13. Epilogue 1/3/2003
14. History 1/3/2003
15. Waking In The Blue 1/3/2003
16. Dolphin 1/3/2003
17. Man And Wife 1/3/2003
18. The Quaker Graveyard In Nantucket 1/3/2003
19. "To Speak Of Woe That Is In Marriage&Quot; 1/20/2003
20. Memories Of West Street And Lepke 1/3/2003
21. Skunk Hour 1/3/2003
22. For The Union Dead 1/3/2003
23. Children Of Light 1/3/2003
24. The Old Flame 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Robert Lowell

The Old Flame

My old flame, my wife!
Remember our lists of birds?
One morning last summer, I drove
by our house in Maine. It was still
on top of its hill -

Now a red ear of Indian maize
was splashed on the door.
Old Glory with thirteen stripes
hung on a pole. The clapboard
was old-red schoolhouse red.

Inside, a new landlord,
a new wife, a new broom!
Atlantic seaboard antique shop
pewter and plunder
shone in each room.

A new frontier!
No running next door
now to phone the sheriff
for his taxi to Bath
and the State Liquor Store!

No ...

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Children Of Light

Our fathers wrung their bread from stocks and stones
And fenced their gardens with the Redmen's bones;
Embarking from the Nether Land of Holland,
Pilgrims unhouseled by Geneva's night,
They planted here the Serpent's seeds of light;
And here the pivoting searchlights probe to shock
The riotous glass houses built on rock,
And candles gutter by an empty altar,
And light is where the landless blood of Cain

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