#AmericanWriters
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying
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…
raise the shade will youse dearie? rain wouldn’t that get yer goat but
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility
(the phonograph’s voice like a kee… quickly over patriotic swill. The,negress,in the,rocker by the,c… and tipping,the flocks of pigeons.… ful loneliness,and the rather fat
when you went away it was morning (that is,big horses;light feeling… streets;heels taking derbies (wher… hurriedly hunched over swill;one b… trolley imposingly empty;snickerin…
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
three wealthy sisters swore they’d… Soul was(i understand) seduced by Life;whose brother marr… now Mrs Death. Poor Mind
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.
Doll’s boy ’s asleep under a stile he sees eight and twenty ladies in a line the first lady
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…
Thou in whose sword-great story sh… Of history her heroes, sounds the… Of those vast armies of the marchi… With standards and the neighing of… Moving to war across the smiling m…
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
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
you asked me to come:it was rainin… and the spring;a clumsy brightness… wonderfully stumbled above the squ… little amorous-tadpole people wigg… battered by stuttering pearl,