“Venus Transiens” by Amy Lowell

"Venus Transiens"

Tell me,

Was Venus more beautiful

Than you are,

When she topped

The crinkled waves,

Drifting shoreward

On her plaited shell?

Was Botticelli's vision

Fairer than mine;

And were the painted rosebuds

He tossed his lady,

Of better worth

Than the words I blow about you

To cover your too great loveliness

As with a gauze

Of misted silver?

For me,

You stand poised

In the blue and buoyant air,

Cinctured by bright winds,

Treading the sunlight.

And the waves which precede you

Ripple and stir

The sands at my feet.


Amy Lowell's poem "Venus Transiens" was published in the 1915 Some Imagist Poets anthology. To read this poem in a digitized version of this publication, follow the link(s) below:



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