#AmericanWriters
Thou in whose sword-great story sh… Of history her heroes, sounds the… Of those vast armies of the marchi… With standards and the neighing of… Moving to war across the smiling m…
yours is the music for no instrume… yours the preposterous colour unbe… —mine the unbought contemptuous in… till this our felsh merely shall b… by speaking flower
as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great
little tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest
Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
and what were roses. Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…
but the other day i was passing a certain gate, rain fell(as it will in spring)
“kitty”. sixteen,5′ 11″,white,pros… ducking always the touch of must a… whose slippery body is Death’s lit… skilled in quick softness. Unspon… the signal perfume of whose unrepu…
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…
what if a much of a which of a win… gives the truth to summer’s lie; bloodies with dizzying leaves the… and yanks immortal stars awry? Blow king to beggar and queen to s…
between green mountains sings the flinger of fire beyond red rivers
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