Irony
Amy Lowell
Track 16 on Sword Blades and Poppy Seed
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Irony Lyrics
An arid daylight shines along the beach
Dried to a grey monotony of tone,
And stranded jelly-fish melt soft upon
The sun-baked pebbles, far beyond their reach
Sparkles a wet, reviving sea. Here bleach
The skeletons of fishes, every bone
Polished and stark, like traceries of stone,
The joints and knuckles hardened each to each.
And they are dead while waiting for the sea,
The moon-pursuing sea, to come again.
Their hearts are blown away on the hot breeze.
Only the shells and stones can wait to be
Washed bright. For living things, who suffer pain,
May not endure till time can bring them ease.
Dried to a grey monotony of tone,
And stranded jelly-fish melt soft upon
The sun-baked pebbles, far beyond their reach
Sparkles a wet, reviving sea. Here bleach
The skeletons of fishes, every bone
Polished and stark, like traceries of stone,
The joints and knuckles hardened each to each.
And they are dead while waiting for the sea,
The moon-pursuing sea, to come again.
Their hearts are blown away on the hot breeze.
Only the shells and stones can wait to be
Washed bright. For living things, who suffer pain,
May not endure till time can bring them ease.
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- 4.The Cyclists
- 7.Astigmatism
- 9.Storm-Racked
- 10.Convalescence
- 11.Patience
- 12.Apology
- 13.A Petition
- 14.A Blockhead
- 15.Stupidity
- 16.Irony
- 17.Happiness
- 20.The Foreigner
- 21.Absence
- 22.A Gift
- 23.The Bungler
- 25.Miscast I
- 26.Miscast II
- 27.Anticipation
- 28.Vintage
- 30.Obligation
- 31.The Taxi
- 33.The Temple
- 40.The Basket
- 41.In a Castle
- 43.The Exeter Road
- 44.The Shadow
- 45.The Forsaken
- 46.Late September
- 47.The Pike
- 48.The Blue Scarf
- 49.White and Green
- 50.Aubade
- 51.Music
- 52.A Lady
- 53.In a Garden
- 54.A Tulip Garden
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