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If youth is a defect, it is one that we outgrow too soon. — Robert Lowell

In the end, every hypochondriac is his own prophet. — Robert Lowell

The scythers, Time and Death,
Helmed locusts, move upon the tree of breath — Robert Lowell

Life begins to happen.
My hoppped up husband drops his home disputes,
and hits the streets to cruise for prostitutes — Robert Lowell

But sometimes everything I write
with the threadbare art of my eye
seems a snapshot — Robert Lowell

Those blessed structures, plot and rhyme
why are they no help to me now
I want to make
something imagined, not recalled? — Robert Lowell

In the end, there is no end. — Robert Lowell

Wallowing in this bloody sty,
I cast for fish that pleased my eye — Robert Lowell

If youth is a defect, it is one we outgrow too soon. — Robert Lowell

Then morning comes,
saying, "This was a night. — Robert Lowell

What we love we are. — Robert Lowell

Poetry is not the record of an event: it is an event. — Robert Lowell

It is night,
And it is vanity, and age
Blackens the heart of Adam. Fear,
The yellow chirper, beaks its cage. — Robert Lowell

One universe, one body ... in this urn
the animal night sweats of the spirit burn — Robert Lowell

Once fishing was a rabbit's foot
O wind blow cold, O wind blow hot — Robert Lowell

I was overcome with an attack of pathological enthusiasm. — Robert Lowell

F we see light at the end of the tunnel, It's the light of the oncoming train. — Robert Lowell

If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it the light of the oncoming train. — Robert Lowell

Dearest I cannot loiter here
in lather like a polar bear. — Robert Lowell

It's the light of the oncoming train. — Robert Lowell

We are all old-timers,
each of us holds a locked razor. — Robert Lowell

And blue-lung'd combers lumbered to the kill. — Robert Lowell

Talking about the past is like a cat's trying to explain climbing down a ladder, — Robert Lowell

The world is absolutely out of control now and is not going to be saved by any reason or unreason. — Robert Lowell

This
is the departure strip,
the dream-road. Whoever built it
left numbers, words and arrows.
He had to leave in a hurry. — Robert Lowell

The slick bare tar, the same suburban station. — Robert Lowell

How fine our distinctions when we cannot choose — Robert Lowell

Everywhere, giant finned cars nose forward like fish; a savage servility slides by on grease. — Robert Lowell

It's not a visitation by angels, but a weakening in the blood
a magical orange grove in a nightmare — Robert Lowell

September twenty-second, Sir, the bough cracks with unpicked apples, and at dawn the small-mouth bass breaks water, gorged with spawn. — Robert Lowell

The dead season when wolves live off the wind. — Robert Lowell

Most poetry is very formal, but when a modern poet is formal he gets more attention for it than old poets did. — Robert Lowell

Tockytock, tockytock
clumped our Alpine, Edwardian cuckoo clock,
slung with strangled, wooden game. — Robert Lowell

The Lord survives the rainbow of His will. — Robert Lowell

In Boston serpents whistle at the cold. — Robert Lowell

The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train. — Robert Lowell

The barberry berry sticks on the small hedge,
cold slits the same crease in the finger,
the same thorn hurts. The leaf repeats the lesson. — Robert Lowell

Some morbidity in me attracts mosquitoes — Robert Lowell

Middle Age At forty-five, What next, what next? At every corner, I meet my Father, My age, still alive. — Robert Lowell

I myself am hell;
nobody's here — Robert Lowell

We wished our two souls
might return like gulls
to the rock. In the end,
the water was too cold for us. — Robert Lowell

The black hardrubber bathtub stopper at the Parker house. — Robert Lowell

Their monument sticks like a fishbone in the city's throat. — Robert Lowell