#AmericanWriters
as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers
my mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing… taste and smell and hearing and si… chipping with sharp fatal tools in an agony of sensual chisels i p…
when faces called flowers float ou… and breathing is wishing and wishi… but keeping is downward and doubti… —it’s april(yes, april;my darling)… yes the pretty birds frolic as spr…
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder
Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
hush) noones are coming out in the gloam ing together are
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…
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright
who knows if the moon’s a baloon,coming out of a keen city in the sky—filled with pretty peop… (and if you and i should get into it,if they
little ladies than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
a wind has blown the rain away and… the sky away and all the leaves aw… and the trees stand. I think i to… autumn too long (and what have y…
I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burn… I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive