#AmericanWriters
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Buffalo Bill 's defunct who used to ride a watersmooth—silver stallion
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
it is at moments after i have drea… of the rare entertainment of your… when(being fool to fancy)i have de… with your peculiar mouth my heart… at moments when the glassy darknes…
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…
a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…
my girl’s tall with hard long eyes as she stands,with her long hard h… silence on her dress,good for slee… is her long hard body filled with… like a white shocking wire, when s…
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a
i have loved,let us see if that’s… Bit into you as teeth,in the stone of a musical fruit. My lips pleas… on your taste. Jumped the quick w… of your smile into stupid gardens
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool
purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no