Robert Lowell
Robert Lowell
Robert Traill Spence Lowell IVwas an American poet. He was born into a Boston Brahmin family that could trace its origins back to the Mayflower. His family, past and present, were important subjects in his poetry. Growing up in Boston also informed his poems, which were frequently set in Boston and the New England region. The literary scholar Paula Hayes believes that Lowell mythologized New England, particularly in his early work...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth1 March 1917
CountryUnited States of America
Is getting well ever an art/ Or art a way to get well.
It is almost never possible to do pre-licensing studies that are large enough to find very rare events with great certainty, ... We have to find the correct balance between safety and making new preventive tools -- such as vaccines -- at a cost our society can afford.
The monument sticks like a fishbone / in the city's throat.
I saw the spiders marching through the air,Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed dayIn latter August when the hayCame creaking to the barn.
If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it the light of the oncoming train.
The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.
It's the light of the oncoming train.
It's a completely powerful and serious book, as good as anything in prose or poetry written by a 'beat' writer, and one of the most alive books written by any American for years. I don't see how it could be considered immoral.
And blue-lung'd combers lumbered to the kill.
Talking about the past is like a cat's trying to explain climbing down a ladder,
I will catch Christ with a greased worm, And when the Prince of Darkness stalks My bloodstream to its Stygian term . . . On water the Man-Fisher walks.
But sometimes everything I write with the threadbare art of my eye seems a snapshot
Wallowing in this bloody sty, I cast for fish that pleased my eye
the scythers, Time and Death, Helmed locusts, move upon the tree of breath