Love
Prime
From What's O'Clock (1925)
Love
Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn
When a bird flies
And the sky changes to a fresher colour.
Speak, speak, Beloved.
Say little things
For my ears to catch
And run with them to my heart.
Cite this poem
MLA
Lowell, Amy. “Prime.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/332/.
Chicago
Lowell, Amy. “Prime.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/332/.
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