Author Amy Lowell The pool is edged with the blade-like leaves of irises. If I throw a stone into the placid water, It suddenly stiffens Into rings and rings Of sharp gold wire. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments