Love
A Poet's Wife
From Pictures of the Floating World (1919): Chinoiseries
Love
You have taken our love and turned it into coins of silver.
You sell the love poems you wrote for me,
And with the price of them you buy many cups of wine.
I beg that you remain dumb,
That you write no more poems.
For the wine does us both an injury,
And the words of your heart
Have become the common speech of the Emperor's concubines.
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MLA
Lowell, Amy. “A Poet's Wife.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/210/.
Chicago
Lowell, Amy. “A Poet's Wife.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/210/.
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