#AmericanWriters #Ekphrasis
The whole process is a lie, unless, crowned by excess, It break forcefully, one way or another,
A day on the boulevards chosen out… student poverty! One best day out… Berket in high spirits—"Ha, orang… And he made to snatch an orange fr… Now so clever was the deception, s…
Upon the table in their bowl in violent disarray of yellow sprays, green spikes of leaves, red pointed petals and curled heads of blue
My wife’s new pink slippers have gay pompons. There is not a spot or a stain on their satin toes or their sides… All night they lie together
unless there is a new mind there cannot be a new line
Summer! the painting is organized about a young reaper enjoying his noonday rest
I bought a dish mop— having no daughter— for they had twisted fine ribbons of shining copper about white twine
so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain
Constantly near you, I never in m… sixty-four years knew you so well… or half so well. We talked. you we… so lucid, so disengaged from all e… of place and time. We talked of ou…
Let the snake wait under his weed and the writing be of words, slow and quick, sharp to strike, quiet to wait,
the back wings of the hospital where nothing will grow lie
This horrible but superb painting the parable of the blind without a red in the composition shows a group of beggars leading
A three-day-long rain from the eas… an terminable talking, talking of no consequence—patter, patter,… Hand in hand little winds blow the thin streams aslant.
Paterson lies in the valley under… its spent waters forming the outli… lies on his right side, head near… of the waters filling his dreams!… his dreams walk about the city whe…
SOFT as the bed in the earth Where a stone has lain— So soft, so smooth and so cool, Spring closes me in With her arms and her hands.