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Innocence? In a sense. In no sense! Was that it? Was that it?
A peels an apple, while B kneels… C telephones to D, who has a hand On E’s knee, F coughs, G turns u… For H’s grave, I do not understan… But J is bringing one clay pigeon…
“The art of our necessities is… That can make vile things precious… A mile out in the marshes, under a… Which seems to be always going awa… In a hurry, on that Venetian land…
after information received in The… The population center of the USA Has shifted to Potosi, in Missour… The calculation employed by author… In arriving at this dislocation as…
Naked before the glass she said, “I see my body as no man has, Nor any shall unless I wed And naked in a stranger’s house Stand timid beside his bed.
Among the high-branching, leafless… Above the roof-peaks of the town, Snowflakes unnumberably come down. I watched out of the attic window The laced sway of family trees,
You know the old story Ann Lander… About the houseife in her basement… She’s wearing her nightie, and she… I might’s well put this in as well… Being dripped on by a leaky pipe p…
Are generally over or around Erogenous zones, they seem to dive In the direction of those Dark places, and indeed It is their nature to be dark
I tell you that I see her still At the dark entrance of the hall. One gas lamp burning near her shou… Shone also from her other side Where hung the long inaccurate gla…
This morning, between two branches… Beside the door, epeira once again Has spun and signed his tapestry a… I test his early-warning system an… It works, he scrambles forth in sa…
Earth’s Wrath at our assaults is… But relentless when it does. It h… With catastrophic change, and with… At which one order more of Magnit… Will bring us to a qualitative cha…
It is true, that even in the best-… Such things will happen; it is tru… What’s done is done. The law, whe… Our hatred, sees no fire in the fl… But by the smoke, and not for thou…
They’re taking down a tree at the… The power saw is snarling at some… Whining at others. Now and then i… And sawdust falls like snow or a d… Rotten, they tell us, at the fork,…
It is admittedly difficult for a w… Nation to mourn and be seen to do… It can be done, the silvery platit… Were waiting in their silos for ju… An emergent occasion, cards of sym…
Two lovers to a midnight meadow ca… High in the hills, to lie there ha… Like effigies and look up at the s… The never-setting ones set in the… To circle the Pole in idiot majes…