Sunday, August 29, 2010

Poem of the Week: "The Taxi," by Amy Lowell

Currently, I'm reading Amy Lowell's Selected Poems. I became interested in reading Lowell, an early-20th century imagist, after seeing this poem in an anthology. The poem grabbed me at once, mostly because of its great last line and amazing violence of the language. So until I get my full review of Lowell's book on here, I thought I'd share that poem with you all. Enjoy!

The Taxi, by Amy Lowell

When I go away from you
The world beats dead
Like a slackened drum.
I call out for you against the jutted stars
And shout into the ridges of the wind.
Streets coming fast,
One after the other,
Wedge you away from me,
And the lamps of the city prick my eyes
So that I can no longer see your face.
Why I should I leave you,
To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?

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