All books are either dreams or swords, You can cut, or you can drug, with words.
1914 'Sword Blades and Poppy Seeds'.
A man must be sacrificed now and again To provide for the next generation of men.Amy Lowell
Life is a streamOn which we strewPetal by petal the flower of our heart.Amy Lowell
Every castle of the air Sleeps in the fine black grains, and there Are seeds for every romance, or light Whiff of a dream for a summer night.Amy Lowell
Visions for those too tired to sleep, These seeds cast a film over eyes which weep.Amy Lowell
All books are either dreams or swords, You can cut, or you can drug, with words. * * * * * * My swords are tempered for every speech, For fencing wit, or to carve a breach Through old abuses the world condones.Amy Lowell
Polyphonic prose is a kind of free verse, except that it is still freer. Polyphonic makes full use of cadence, rime, alliteration, assonance.Amy Lowell