Amy Lowell (Эми Лоуэлл)

The Bungler

You glow in my heart
Like the flames of uncounted candles.
But when I go to warm my hands,
My clumsiness overturns the light,
And then I stumble
Against the tables and chairs.

1. The Coal Picker
2. Monadnock in Early Spring
3. The Fool Errant
4. In Answer to a Request
5. Late September

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