#AmericanWriters
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility
in Just- spring when the world is mud… luscious the little lame baloonman whistles far and wee
one April dusk the sallow street-lamps were turning snowy against a west of robin’s eg… i entered a mad street whose mouth dripped with slavver of
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
r—p—o—p—h—e—s—s—a—g—r who a)s w(e loo)k upnowgath PPEGORHRASS
O It’s Nice To Get Up In,the sl… of her riant belly’s fooling bore —When The Sun Begins To(with a p… of hot subliminal lips,as if a sco… of youngest angels suddenly should…
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…
somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes
Humanity i love you because you would rather black the… success than enquire whose soul da… watch-chain which would be embarra… parties and because you
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
your little voice Over the wires… and i felt suddenly dizzy With the jostling and shoutin…
the emperor sleeps in a palace of porphyry which was a million years building he takes the air in a howdah of jasper beneath saffron
Babylon slim -ness of evenslicing eyes are chisels scarlet Goes
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the