Leisure – Amy Lowell

Posted in Uncategorized by dilettanteventures on 01/26/2010

Leisure, thou goddess of a bygone age,
When hours were long and days sufficed to hold
Wide-eyed delights and pleasures uncontrolled
By shortening moments, when no gaunt presage
Of undone duties, modern heritage,
Haunted our happy minds; must thou withhold
Thy presence from this over-busy world,
And bearing silence with thee disengage
Our twined fortunes? Deeps of unhewn woods
Alone can cherish thee, alone possess
Thy quiet, teeming vigor. This our crime:
Not to have worshipped, marred by alien moods
That sole condition of all loveliness,
The dreaming lapse of slow, unmeasured time.

From A Dome of Many-Coloured Glass | 1912
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  1. Carl Rollyson said, on 01/27/2010 at 00:53

    I delighted to see the Amy Lowell poem. I’m writing a new biography of her that is supported by the National Endowment for the Arts. In the meantime, I’ve published a book of essays, “Amy Lowell Among Her Contemporaries,” available from amazon.com, bn.com, and iUniverse.com. I’m interested in hearing from Amy Lowell readers.

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