#AmericanWriters
a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…
i have loved,let us see if that’s… Bit into you as teeth,in the stone of a musical fruit. My lips pleas… on your taste. Jumped the quick w… of your smile into stupid gardens
of this wilting wall the colour dr… souring sunbeams,of a foetal fragr… to rickety unclosed blinds inslant… peregrinate,a cigar-stub disintegrates,above,underdrawers c…
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
in making Marjorie god hurried a boy’s body on unsuspicious legs of girl. his left hand quarri… the quartzlike face. his right sla… the amusing big vital vicious
Paris;this April sunset completel… utters serenely silently a cathedr… before whose upward lean magnifice… the streets turn young with rain, spiral acres of bloated rose
when you went away it was morning (that is,big horses;light feeling… streets;heels taking derbies (wher… hurriedly hunched over swill;one b… trolley imposingly empty;snickerin…
pieces(in darker than small is dirtiest any city’s least street)of mirror lying are each(why
It was one of those clear,sharp.mu… That summer and man deligh… Never had Heaven seemed quite so… Never had earth seemed quite so gr… Never had the world seemed quite s…
“kitty”. sixteen,5′ 11″,white,pros… ducking always the touch of must a… whose slippery body is Death’s lit… skilled in quick softness. Unspon… the signal perfume of whose unrepu…
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience,your eyes have thei… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells do… spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his d… Women and men(both little and smal…
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience, your eyes have the… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…