Favorite Poems
Throughout My Life
31: “Night Clouds,” by Amy Lowell (1874–1925)
I’m not sure
when and where I came
Across these
lines bizarre,
But soon
she’d snagged me, and I rode
A nightmare
to a star.
And from
that star I saw a horse
Then rearing
in the sky.
It neighed:
“You cannot catch me, Yo!”
I thought I
had to try.
But he was
right (the neigh was “Nay!”)—
I tried
for all I’m worth.
But,
failing, I just drifted down
And floated back to earth.
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