#AmericanWriters
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience,your eyes have thei… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
i thank You God for most this ama… day:for the leaping greenly spirit… and a blue true dream of sky; and… which is natural which is infinite… (i who have died am alive again to…
gee i like to think of dead it mea… since darker than little round wat… too cool to be crooked and it’s to… and thick and it loves, every ol… jackknives and kittens and pennies…
one April dusk the sallow street-lamps were turning snowy against a west of robin’s eg… i entered a mad street whose mouth dripped with slavver of
i have loved,let us see if that’s… Bit into you as teeth,in the stone of a musical fruit. My lips pleas… on your taste. Jumped the quick w… of your smile into stupid gardens
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder
three wealthy sisters swore they’d… Soul was(i understand) seduced by Life;whose brother marr… now Mrs Death. Poor Mind
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
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
in making Marjorie god hurried a boy’s body on unsuspicious legs of girl. his left hand quarri… the quartzlike face. his right sla… the amusing big vital vicious
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
ladies and gentlemen this little g… with the good teeth and small impo… (is it the Frolic or the Century… ones memory indignantly protests) this little dancer with the tighte…
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed