#AmericanWriters
what if a much of a which of a win… gives the truth to summer’s lie; bloodies with dizzying leaves the… and yanks immortal stars awry? Blow king to beggar and queen to s…
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool
the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups … dandelions And the big bullying daisies
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility
somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes
34 my father moved through dooms of l… through sames of am through haves… singing each morning out of each n… my father moved through depths of…
Doll’s boy ’s asleep under a stile he sees eight and twenty ladies in a line the first lady
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…
god gloats upon Her stunning flesh… the rechings of Her green body amo… unseen things, things obscene (Who… the caving ages curiously con) —but the lunge of Her hunger softl…
let’s live suddenly without thinki… under honest trees, a stream does.the brain of cleverly-crinkli… -water pursues the angry dream
All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn. four lean hounds crouched low and… the merry deer ran before.
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain
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three wealthy sisters swore they’d… Soul was(i understand) seduced by Life;whose brother marr… now Mrs Death. Poor Mind