#1950 #Xaipe
my love thy hair is one kingdom the king whereof is darkness thy forehead is a flight of flower… thy head is a quick forest
when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow,that closes a flight in the blue;
nobody loses all the time i had an uncle named Sol who was a born failure and nearly everybody said he should ha… into vaudeville perhaps because my…
three wealthy sisters swore they’d… Soul was(i understand) seduced by Life;whose brother marr… now Mrs Death. Poor Mind
O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul
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…
hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy
Thou aged unreluctant earth who do… with quivering continual thighs in… the thrilling rain the slender par… to toy with thy extraordinary lust… (the sinuous rain which rising fro…
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
in Just- spring when the world is mud… luscious the little lame baloonman whistles far and wee
gee i like to think of dead it mea… since darker than little round wat… too cool to be crooked and it’s to… and thick and it loves, every ol… jackknives and kittens and pennies…
if everything happens that can’t b… (and anything’s righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost…
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
r—p—o—p—h—e—s—s—a—g—r who a)s w(e loo)k upnowgath PPEGORHRASS
light cursed falling in a singular… her,rain-warm-naked … (little careful hunks-of-lilac lau… from the world prettily upward,moc…
