#AmericanWriters
this(let’s remember)day died again… again;whose golden, crimson dooms… an oceaning abyss of orange dream larger than sky times earth:a flam… sould immemorially forevering am—
pieces(in darker than small is dirtiest any city’s least street)of mirror lying are each(why
Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill
unto thee i burn incense the bowl crackles upon the gloom arise purple pencil… fluent spires of fragrance
it is at moments after i have drea… of the rare entertainment of your… when(being fool to fancy)i have de… with your peculiar mouth my heart… at moments when the glassy darknes…
here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility
your little voice Over the wires… and i felt suddenly dizzy With the jostling and shoutin…
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
and this day it was Spring….us drew lewdly the murmurous minute c… smelloftheworld. We intricately alive,cleaving the luminous stamme… (eagerly just not each other touch…
god gloats upon Her stunning flesh… the rechings of Her green body amo… unseen things, things obscene (Who… the caving ages curiously con) —but the lunge of Her hunger softl…
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
the poem her belly marched through… one army. From her nostrils to h… she smelled of silence. The insp… of her glad leg pulled into a sole… my separate lusts
I like my body when it is with you… body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it… i like its hows. i like to feel t…
when the proficient poison of sure… bereaves us of our slow tranquilli… and He without Whose favour nothi… (being of men called Love)upward d… from the mute hugeness of deprivin…