2017-12-14 - Fragment by Amy Lowell =================================== Luminous Arc What is poetry? Is it a mosaic Of coloured stones which curiously are wrought Into a pattern? Rather glass that's taught By patient labor any hue to take And glowing with a sumptuous splendor, make Beauty a thing of awe; where sunbeams caught, Transmuted fall in sheafs of rainbows fraught With storied meaning for religion's sake. --Amy Lowell 1912 tags: poem Tags ==== poem