The Bungler
Read 'The Bungler' by 'Amy Lowell' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
You glow in my heart
Like the flames of uncounted candles.
But when I go to warm my hands,
My clumsiness overturns the light,
And then I stumble
Against the tables and chairs.
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