Home•Poems•Amy Lowell•CarrefourCarrefourC By Amy LowellO You,Who came upon me onceStretched under apple-trees just after bathing,Why did you not strangle me before speakingRather than fill me with the wild white honey of your wordsAnd then leave me to the mercy Of the forest bees. Rating: Comment form:Name:Comment:*Max text - 1500. Manual moderation.Add CommentSimilar Poems:
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