InterludeWow! Does that poem use all your senses or what? Lowell is a master at making the reader see, feel, smell, hear, and taste!
When I have baked white cakes
And grated green almonds to spread upon them;
When I have picked the green crowns from the strawberries
And piled them, cone-pointed, in a blue and yellow platter;
When I have smoothed the seam of the linen I have been working;
To-morrow it will be the same:
Cakes and strawberries,
And needles in and out of cloth.
If the sun is beautiful on bricks and pewter,
How much more beautiful is the moon,
Slanting down the gauffered branches of a plum-tree;
Wavering across a bed of tulips;
Upon your face.
You shine, Beloved,
You and the moon.
But which is the reflection?
The clock is striking eleven.
I think, when we have shut and barred the door,
The night will be dark
It's good to hear a Lowell poem being read aloud. I didn't find "Interlude," but I did find 16 readings of "In a Garden." Click here. I liked #s 9 and 12.
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