#AmericanWriters
Buffalo Bill 's defunct who used to ride a watersmooth—silver stallion
between the breasts of bestial Marj lie large men who praise Marj’s cleancornered strokable
yours is the music for no instrume… yours the preposterous colour unbe… —mine the unbought contemptuous in… till this our felsh merely shall b… by speaking flower
O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul
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 have seen her a stealthily frail flower walking with its fellows in… of light,against whose enormous cu… exactly cubes of tiny fragrance tr… i have watched certain petals rapi…
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the
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.
Who threw the silver dollar up i… … lady who sews and grows every day… ing and that’s the truth,
the mind is its own beautiful pris… Mind looked long at the sticky moo… opening in dusk her new wings then decently hanged himself,one a… The last thing he saw was you
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
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind
(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
“next to of course god america i love you land of the pilgrims’ and… say can you see by the dawn’s earl… country 'tis of centuries come and… and are no more what of it we shou…