#AmericanWriters
If freckles were lovely, and day w… And measles were nice and a lie wa… Life would be delight,— But things couldn’t go right For in such a sad plight
it is funny, you will be dead some… By you the mouth hair eyes,and i m… the unique and nervously obscene need;it’s funny. They will all be… knead of lustfulhunched deeplytopl…
i have found what you are like the rain, (Who feathers frightened fields with the superior dust-of-sleep. w… easily the pale club of the wind
when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow,that closes a flight in the blue;
Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill
beyond the brittle towns asleep beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of f… in the last light thread the creeping shores
if there are any heavens my mother… one. It will not be a pansy heaven… a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-… it will be a heaven of blackred ro… my father will be(deep like a rose
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
whereas by dark really released,th… flame of her indomitable body uses a careful fierceness. Her li… my head gripping for a decision:bu… the terrific fingers which grapple…
writhe and gape of tortured perspective rasp and graze of splintered normality
suppose Life is an old man carrying flower… young death sits in a café smiling,a piece of money held betw… his thumb and first finger
i thank You God for most this ama… day:for the leaping greenly spirit… and a blue true dream of sky; and… which is natural which is infinite… (i who have died am alive again to…
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