#AmericanWriters
I have seen her a stealthily frail flower walking with its fellows in… of light,against whose enormous cu… exactly cubes of tiny fragrance tr… i have watched certain petals rapi…
there is a moon sole in the blue night amorous of waters
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
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…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
this out of within itself moo ving lump of twilight squirts a tw… ne like nothing verdi slightly knu as and some six cents hit the whig… shaped hathole thangew yelps one s…
hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy
may i feel said he (i’ll squeal said she just once said he) it’s fun said she (may i touch said he
in the rain- darkness, the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy
this is the garden:colours come an… frail azures fluttering from night… strong silent greens silently ling… absolute lights like baths of gold… This is the garden:pursed lips do…
ladies and gentlemen this little g… with the good teeth and small impo… (is it the Frolic or the Century… ones memory indignantly protests) this little dancer with the tighte…
my smallheaded pearshaped lady in gluey twilight moving,suddenly is three animals. The minute waist continually
a clown’s smirk in the skull of a… (where once good lips stalked or e… my mirror gives me on this afterno… i am a shape that can but eat and… ere with the dirt death shall him…
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…
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.