#Americans #Objectivist #Women
What horror to awake at night and in the dimness see the light. Time is white mosquitoes bite I’ve spent my life on nothing.
Ten thousand women and I the only one in boots Life’s dance:
Keen and lovely man moved as in a… to be considerate in lighted, glas… almost outdoor office. Business wasn’t all he knew. He knew music,… Had a heart. “With eyes like your…
I married in the world’s black night for warmth if not repose. At the close—
Old Mother turns blue and from us… “Don’t let my head drop to the ear… I’m blind and deaf.” Death from t… a thimble in her purse. “It’s a long day since last night.
Mr. Van Ess bought 14 washcloths? Fourteen washrags, Ed Van Ess? Must be going to give em to the church, I guess. He drinks, you know. The day we m…
In the great snowfall before the b… colored yule tree lights windows, the only glow for contemp… along this road I worked the print shop
The chemist creates the brazen approximation: Life Thy will be done
He lived—childhood summers thru bare feet then years of money’s lack and heat beside the river—out of flood
My friend tree I sawed you down but I must attend an older friend the sun
Nothing worth noting except an Andromeda with quadrangular shoots— the boots of the people
I rose from marsh mud, algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs to see her wed in the rich
You are my friend— you bring me peaches and the high bush cranberry you carry my fishpole
My wife is ill! And I sit waiting for a quorum Fast ride
Grandfather advised me: Learn a trade I learned to sit at desk