#AmericanWriters
Desire and All the sweet pulsing aches And gentle hurtings That were you, Are gone into the sullen dark.
Some came in chains Unrepentant but tired. Too tired but to stumble. Thinking and hating were finished Thinking and fighting were finishe…
In the rain in the rain in the rai… Does it rain in Spain? Oh yes my dear on the contrary and… The dancers dance in long white pa… It isn’t right to yence your aunts
He tried to spit out the truth; Dry—mouthed at first, He drooled and slobbered in the en… Truth dribbling his chin.
For we have thought the longer tho… And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils’ tune… Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night,
At the lake shore there was another rowboat drawn up. The two Indians stood waiting. Nick and his father got in the stern of the boat and the Indians shoved it off and one of them ...
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall… want him for long.
Soldiers never do die well; Crosses mark the places— Wooden crosses where they fell, Stuck above their faces. Soldiers pitch and cough and twitc…
They sucked us in; King and country, Christ Almighty And the rest. Patriotism,
So now, Losing the three last night, Taking them back today, Dripping and dark the woods . . .
The age demanded that we sing And cut away our tongue. The age demanded that we flow And hammered in the bung. The age demanded that we dance
A porcupine skin, Stiff with bad tanning, It must have ended somewhere. Stuffed horned owl Pompous
I’m off’n wild wimmen An Cognac An Sinnin’ For I’m in loOOOOOOOve.
There are never any suicides in th… No successful suicides. A Chinese boy kills himself and i… (they continue to place his mail i… A Norwegian boy kills himself and…
The only man I ever loved Said good bye And went away He was killed in Picardy On a sunny day.