Monadnock In Early Spring By Amy Lowell

Monadnock In Early Spring By Amy Lowell Cloud-topped and splendid, dominating all    The little lesser hills which compass thee,    Thou standest, bright with April’s buoyancy,Yet holding Winter in some shaded wallOf stern, steep rock; and startled by the call    Of Spring, thy trees flush with expectancy    And cast a cloud of crimson, silently,Above thy snowy […]

The Crescent Moon By Amy Lowell

The Crescent Moon By Amy Lowell Slipping softly through the skyLittle horned, happy moon,Can you hear me up so high?Will you come down soon? On my nursery window-sillWill you stay your steady flight?And then float away with meThrough the summer night? Brushing over tops of trees,Playing hide and seek with stars,Peeping up through shiny cloudsAt […]