Patterns by Amy Lowell

Patterns by Amy Lowell

On the outside, the speaker in Amy Lowell's "Patterns" acts the way Victorian

society expects of her. However, on the inside, she expresses her emotions and what she

truly feels. The speaker is confined to each "button, hook, and lace" of society's values.

When confronted with an emotional situation, she bottles her feelings and only confesses

them to herself. The "patterns" serve as guidelines for the speaker's life.

The speaker is constantly bombarded by what Victorian society expects of her.

Her "stiff, brocaded gown" serves as a stand to hold her up. Without it, she would

crumble with emotion. She mustn't show any form of feeling, so she feels as if there is

"not a softness anywhere" about her. Confined by "whalebone and brocade," the speaker

continues to live up to the expectations society enforces upon her. While she remains

"guarded from embrace" by her gown, she contains emotions that she knows she can't

express. Doing so would brand her improper.

Once the speaker comes to terms with the bestowed values of society, she

becomes overwhelmed with the news of her fiancées demise. However, she does not

express her depression or sadness. Instead she keeps her feelings hidden because she

knows that behavior is expected of her. She even makes sure "that the messenger takes

some refreshment" when the news is delivered to her. The only time the speaker

confesses her feelings is when she is alone. She shows emotions such as passion when

she fantasizes about her lover, who causes her to feel "aching, melting, unafraid." She

does this as she sits by herself "in the shade of a lime tree," while her "passion wars

against the stiff brocade."

Throughout the poem, "patterns" govern the speaker's life. The path that she

walks down at the start of the poem is a pattern. After her fiancée perishes she says that

she will continue to walk "up and down" the path, as if she will remain without love for

the duration of her life. The gown is also a pattern. It confines the woman, blending her

into the rest of society, as patterns do. The speaker says that with her "powdered hair and

jeweled fan," she too is a "rare pattern." When the speaker is alone, she separates herself