Poetic Openings : Amy Lowell to Amy Lowell

Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Pickthorn Manor: 57 : First Line : A letter was brought to her as she sat,
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Pickthorn Manor: 58 : First Line : Gervase had set the river for their meeting
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Pickthorn Manor: 59 : First Line : Gervase arose, and kissed her hand, then pointed
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Pickthorn Manor: 60 : First Line : His boat. He cast the rope, and shoved the keel
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Pickthorn Manor: 61 : First Line : His weight upon the gunwale tipped the boat

Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Pickthorn Manor: 62 : First Line : They lie entangled in the twisting roots,
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Reaping : First Line : You want to know what’s the matter with me, do yer?
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Reign Of Louis Philippe : First Line : A great tall column spearing at the sky
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Roads : First Line : I know a country laced with roads,
Poet : Amy Lowell : Poem : Sancta Maria, Succurre Miseris : First Line : Dear Virgin Mary, far away,

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