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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A RHYME OUT OF MOTLEY, by AMY LOWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I grasped a thread of silver; it cut me to the bone Subject(s): Ambition | |||
I grasped a thread of silver; it cut me to the bone - I reached for an apple; it was bleak as a stone - I reached for a heart, and touched a raw blade - And this was the bargain God had made For a little gift of speech Set a cubit higher than the common reach, A debt running on until the fool is dead. " Carve a Pater Noster to put at his head As a curse or a prayer, And leave him there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PENCIL STUB JOURNALS: ON AN EXALTED NONENTITY by JOHN CIARDI THERE ARE ROUGHLY ZONES by ROBERT FROST SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALBERT SCHIRDING by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE ARCHITECT (2) by KAREN SWENSON WATERING THE HORSE by ROBERT BLY FAILING AND FLYING by JACK GILBERT |
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