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In this world of as fine a pair of breasts as ever I saw the fountain in Madison Square
All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among
a trouble archaically fettered to produce E Pluribus Unum an island
Subtle, clever brain, wiser than… by what devious means do you contr… to remain idle? Teach me, O maste…
An old willow with hollow branches slowly swayed his few high gright… and sang: Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood’s edge…
The green-blue ground is ruled with silver lines to say the sun is shining And on this moral sea of grass or dreams lie flowers
Your thighs are appletrees whose blossoms touch the sky. Which sky? The sky where Watteau hung a lady’s slipper. Your knees
A power-house in the shape of a red brick chair 90 feet high on the seat of which
Tho’ I’m no Catholic I listen hard when the bells in the yellow—brick tower of their new church ring down the leaves
If you had come away with me into another state we had been quiet together. But there the sun coming up out of the nothing beyond the lake…
When over the flowery, sharp pastu… edge, unseen, the salt ocean lifts its form—chicory and daisies tied, released, seem hardly flower… but color and the movement—or the…
This horrible but superb painting the parable of the blind without a red in the composition shows a group of beggars leading
As the cat climbed over the top of the jamcloset first the right
You sullen pig of a man you force me into the mud with your stinking ash-cart! Brother! —if we were rich
Fools have big wombs. For the rest?'here is pennyroyal if one knows to use it. But time is only another liar, so go along the wall a little further: if blackberries prove bitter...