Nature
Flame Apples
From Pictures of the Floating World (1919): Planes of Personality
Nature
Little hot apples of fire,
Burst out of the flaming stem
Of my heart,
I do not understand how you quickened and grew,
And you amaze me
While I gather you.
I lay you, one by one,
Upon a table.
And now you seem beautiful and strange to me,
And I stand before you,
Wondering.
Cite this poem
MLA
Lowell, Amy. “Flame Apples.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/280/.
Chicago
Lowell, Amy. “Flame Apples.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/280/.
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