Xaipe: Seventy-One Poems
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Paris;this April sunset completel… utters serenely silently a cathedr… before whose upward lean magnifice… the streets turn young with rain, spiral acres of bloated rose
little tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest
beyond the brittle towns asleep beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of f… in the last light thread the creeping shores
spring omnipotent goddess thou dos… inveigle into crossing sidewalks t… unwary june-bug and the frivolous… thou dost persuade to serenade his lady the musical tom-cat,thou stuf…
i will be M o ving in the Street of her bodyfee 1 inga ro undMe the tr… lovely;muscles-sinke x p i r i… uddeni
if i believe in death be sure of this it is because you have loved me,
if everything happens that can’t b… (and anything’s righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost…
III Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window, into which people look(w…
All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn. four lean hounds crouched low and… the merry deer ran before.
a wind has blown the rain away and… the sky away and all the leaves aw… and the trees stand. I think i to… autumn too long (and what have y…
when i have thought of you somewha… much and am become perfectly and simply Lustful….sense a gradual st… of beginning muscle,and what it wi… to me before shutting….understand
when my love comes to see me it’s just a little like music,a little more like curving colour(sa… orange) against silence,or darkn…
hush) noones are coming out in the gloam ing together are
inthe,exquisite; morning sure lyHer eye s exac… among otherlittle roundtables Her… obstre poroustimidi ties surElyfl)… ofpieces ofof sunligh tof fa l l i…
O Thou to whom the musical white… offers her lily inextinguishable, taught by thy tremulous grace brav… Implacable death’s mysteriously sa… rob from her redolent shoulders,