#AmericanWriters
who sharpens every dull here comes the only man reminding with his bell to disappear a sun and out of houses pour
Babylon slim -ness of evenslicing eyes are chisels scarlet Goes
the glory is fallen out of the sky the last immortal leaf is dead and the gold
i was considering how within night’s loose sack a star’s nibbling in- fin
if everything happens that can’t b… (and anything’s righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost…
the wind is a Lady with bright slender eyes(who moves)at sunset and who—touches—the hills without any reason
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…
I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burn… I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive
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…
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…
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…
in Just- spring when the world is mud… luscious the little lame baloonman whistles far and wee
a blue woman with sticking out bre… clothes. On the line. not so old for the mother of twelve undershir… by is it Bishop Taylor who needs… that marriage is a sure cure for m…
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder