Vintage verse – The Peddler of Flowers by Amy Lowell

The Peddler of Flowers

I came from the country
With flowers,
Larkspur and roses,
Fretted lilies
In their leaves,
And long, cool lavender.

I carried them
From house to house,
And cried them
Down hot streets.
The sun fell
Upon my flowers,
And the dust of the streets
Blew over my basket.

That night
I slept upon the open seats
Of a circus,
Where all day long
People had watched
The antics
Of a painted clown.

by Amy Lowell (1874-1925)

Photo by Christine Klocek-Lim


One response to “Vintage verse – The Peddler of Flowers by Amy Lowell”

  1. Dave Bonta Avatar

    Damn, her work really holds up well, doesn’t it? Or maybe I just think that because almost every US poet to this day is still writing in her shadow.

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