#Americans #Modernism #XXCentury #1950 #Xaipe
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great
who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this and truly i would…
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
“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…
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…
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a
purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no
little tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest
one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go
my mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing… taste and smell and hearing and si… chipping with sharp fatal tools in an agony of sensual chisels i p…
and what were roses. Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…
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,
there is a moon sole in the blue night amorous of waters
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…
Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright