Quotation by Robert Lowell

At it in its familiar twang: "My friend,
Cut your own throat. Cut your own throat. Now! Now!"
September twenty-second, Sir, the bough
Cracks with the unpicked apples, and at dawn
The small-mouth bass breaks water, gorged with spawn.
Robert Lowell (1917–1977), U.S. poet. After the Surprising Conversions (l. 42–46). . .

Selected Poems [Robert Lowell]. (Rev. ed. 1977; repr. 1993) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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