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I have discovered that most of the beauties of travel are due to the strange hours we keep to see t… the domes of the Church of the Paulist Fathers in Weehawken
the back wings of the hospital where nothing will grow lie
The brutal Lord of All will rip us from each other—leave the one to suffer here alone. No need belief in god or hell to postulate that much. The dance: hands touching, leaves touch...
Leaves are graygreen, the glass broken, bright green.
Ecstatic bird songs pound the hollow vastness of the sky with metallic clinkings— beating color up into it at a far edge,—beating it, beating…
This plot of ground facing the waters of this inlet is dedicated to the living presenc… Emily Dickinson Wellcome who was born in England; married;
I bought a dish mop— having no daughter— for they had twisted fine ribbons of shining copper about white twine
SORROW is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire
O—EH—lee! La—la! Donna! Donna! Blue is the sky of Palermo; Blue is the little bay; And dost thou remember the orange…
This is a schoolyard crowded with children of all ages near a village on a small stream
One leaves his leaves at home beomg a mullen and sends up a ligh… to peer from: I will have my way, yellow—A mast with a lantern, ten fifty, a hundred, smaller and smal…
so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain
Pour the wine bridegroom where before you the bride is enthroned her hair loose at her temples a head of ripe wheat is on
This horrible but superb painting the parable of the blind without a red in the composition shows a group of beggars leading
You Communists and Republicans! all you Germans and Frenchmen! you corpses and quickeners! The stars are about to melt and fall on you in tears.