#AmericanWriters
as freedom is a breakfastfood or truth can live with right and w… or molehills are from mountains ma… —long enough and just so long will being pay the rent of seem
let’s live suddenly without thinki… under honest trees, a stream does.the brain of cleverly-crinkli… -water pursues the angry dream
god pity me whom(god distinctly ha… the weightless svelte drifting sex… of your shall i say body?follows truly through a dribbling moan of… whose arched occasional stepped yo…
a blue woman with sticking out bre… clothes. On the line. not so old for the mother of twelve undershir… by is it Bishop Taylor who needs… that marriage is a sure cure for m…
i carry your heart with me(i carry… my heart)i am never without it(any… i go you go, my dear;and whatever… by only me is your doing, my darli… i fear
purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no
O Thou to whom the musical white… offers her lily inextinguishable, taught by thy tremulous grace brav… Implacable death’s mysteriously sa… rob from her redolent shoulders,
notice the convulsed orange inch o… perching on this silver minute of… We’ll choose the way to the forest… to you,white town whose spires sof… Will take the houseless wisping ru…
when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow,that closes a flight in the blue;
if everything happens that can’t b… (and anything’s righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying
a kike is the most dangerous machine as yet invented by even yankee ingenu ity(out of a jew a few dead dollars and some twisted laws…
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool
the poem her belly marched through… one army. From her nostrils to h… she smelled of silence. The insp… of her glad leg pulled into a sole… my separate lusts
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music