my sonnet is A light goes on in the toiletwindow,that’s straightac… my window,night air bothered with… sort of sublimated tom-tom which quite outdoes the mandolin-

the wind is a Lady with bright slender eyes(who moves)at sunset and who—touches—the hills without any reason

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…

of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder

when my love comes to see me it’s just a little like music,a little more like curving colour(sa… orange)           against silence,or darkn…

a connotation of infinity sharpens the temporal splendor of… when souls which have forgot frivo… in lowliness,noting the fatal flig… of worlds whereto this earth’s a h…

in the rain- darkness,     the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy

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…

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…

Thou aged unreluctant earth who do… with quivering continual thighs in… the thrilling rain the slender par… to toy with thy extraordinary lust… (the sinuous rain which rising fro…

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

swi( across! gold’s rouNdly )ftblac k1(ness)y

O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul

i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music