#1950 #Xaipe
this is the garden:colours come an… frail azures fluttering from night… strong silent greens silently ling… absolute lights like baths of gold… This is the garden:pursed lips do…
goodby Betty,don’t remember me pencil your eyes dear and have a g… with the tall tight boys at Tabari… s,keep your teeth snowy, stick to… wear dark,and where your meeting b…
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.
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
in Just- spring when the world is mud… luscious the little lame baloonman whistles far and wee
when thou hast taken thy last appl… the final curtain strikes the worl… leaving to shadowy silence and dis… that stage which shall not know th… lingering a little while i see the…
Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups … dandelions And the big bullying daisies
let’s live suddenly without thinki… under honest trees, a stream does.the brain of cleverly-crinkli… -water pursues the angry dream
the sky was can dy lu minous
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility
inthe,exquisite; morning sure lyHer eye s exac… among otherlittle roundtables Her… obstre poroustimidi ties surElyfl)… ofpieces ofof sunligh tof fa l l i…
little ladies than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à
even a pencil has fear to do the posed body luckily made a pen is dreadfully afraid of her of this of the smile’s two eyes….too, since the world’s but
III Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window, into which people look(w…