The world is absolutely out of control now and is not going to be saved by any reason or unreason. Robert Lowell More Quotes by Robert Lowell More Quotes From Robert Lowell Life begins to happen. Robert Lowell marriage husband home What can the dove of Jesus give Robert Lowell wisdom giving jesus Middle Age At forty-five, What next, what next? At every corner, I meet my Father, My age, still alive. Robert Lowell alive age father Once fishing was a rabbit's foot-- Robert Lowell fishing blow wind 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. Robert Lowell powerful book years Pity the planet, all joy gone Robert Lowell gone joy sweet Their monument sticks like a fishbone in the city's throat. Robert Lowell fishing sea lakes The Lord survives the rainbow of His will. Robert Lowell rainbow lord Wallowing in this bloody sty, Robert Lowell wallowing eye fishing September twenty-second, Sir, the bough cracks with unpicked apples, and at dawn the small-mouth bass breaks water, gorged with spawn. Robert Lowell apples dawn water But sometimes everything I write Robert Lowell eye writing art I will catch Christ with a greased worm, Robert Lowell fishing water men the scythers, Time and Death, Robert Lowell time death moving And blue-lung'd combers lumbered to the kill. Robert Lowell lungs blue I saw the spiders marching through the air, Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed day In latter August when the hay Came creaking to the barn. But where The wind is westerly, Where gnarled November makes the spiders fly Into the apparitions of the sky, They purpose nothing but their ease and die Urgently beating east to sunrise and the sea. Robert Lowell swimming august air The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train. Robert Lowell end end-of-the-tunnel light train If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it the light of the oncoming train. Robert Lowell end see light train In Boston serpents whistle at the cold. Robert Lowell whistle boston cold
