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I rose from marsh mud, algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs to see her wed in the rich
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
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.
My wife is ill! And I sit waiting for a quorum Fast ride
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
My mother saw the green tree toad on the window sill her first one since she was young. We saw it breathe
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.
I married in the world’s black night for warmth if not repose. At the close—
Grandfather advised me: Learn a trade I learned to sit at desk
Popcorn—can cover screwed to the wall over a hole so the cold can’t mouse in
Ten thousand women and I the only one in boots Life’s dance:
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…
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…
Well, spring overflows the land, floods floor, pump, wash machine of the woman moored to this low sh… Goodbye to lilacs by the door and all I planted for the eye.