Question

summary of the poem the green bowl by amy lowell​

Answer 1

Answer:

This little bowl is like a mossy pool

In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow

Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees;

A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds,

Where, though unseen, is heard the endless song

And murmur of the never resting sea.

'T was winter, Roger, when you made this cup,

But coming Spring guided your eager hand

And round the edge you fashioned young green leaves,

A proper chalice made to hold the shy

And little flowers of the woods. And here

They will forget their sad uprooting, lost

In pleasure that this circle of bright leaves

Should be their setting; once more they will dream

They hear winds wandering through lofty trees

And see the sun smiling between the leaves

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