Xaipe: Seventy-One Poems
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if everything happens that can’t b… (and anything’s righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost…
if i believe in death be sure of this it is because you have loved me,
love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail it is most mad and moonly
if learned darkness from our searc… should wrest the rare unwisdom of… and if thy hands flowers of silenc… upon a wish,to rapture should surp… my soul slowly which on thy beauty…
you asked me to come:it was rainin… and the spring;a clumsy brightness… wonderfully stumbled above the squ… little amorous-tadpole people wigg… battered by stuttering pearl,
34 my father moved through dooms of l… through sames of am through haves… singing each morning out of each n… my father moved through depths of…
swim so now million many worlds in… least less than particle of perfec… how should a loudness called manki… whole infinite the who of life’s l… what silence)?” “Worlds? o no:i’m…
as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers
Buffalo Bill ’s defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silve… …
when god lets my body be from each brave eye shall sprout a… fruit that dangles therefrom the purpled world will dance upon between my lips which did sing
a salesman is an it that stinks Ex… Me whether it’s president of the y… or a jennelman name misder finger… important whether it’s millions of… or just a handful absolutely doesn…
it is funny, you will be dead some… By you the mouth hair eyes,and i m… the unique and nervously obscene need;it’s funny. They will all be… knead of lustfulhunched deeplytopl…
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain