#AmericanWriters
Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups … dandelions And the big bullying daisies
in Just- spring when the world is… luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and…
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…
hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy
when you went away it was morning (that is,big horses;light feeling… streets;heels taking derbies (wher… hurriedly hunched over swill;one b… trolley imposingly empty;snickerin…
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…
it is at moments after i have drea… of the rare entertainment of your… when(being fool to fancy)i have de… with your peculiar mouth my heart… at moments when the glassy darknes…
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience, your eyes have the… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells do… spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his d… Women and men(both little and smal…
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
goodby Betty,don’t remember me pencil your eyes dear and have a g… with the tall tight boys at Tabari… s,keep your teeth snowy, stick to… wear dark,and where your meeting b…
Lady of Silence from the winsome cage of thy body rose through the sensible
the glory is fallen out of the sky the last immortal leaf is dead and the gold
nobody loses all the time i had an uncle named Sol who was a born failure and nearly everybody said he should ha… into vaudeville perhaps because my…