A MAN builded a bugle for the st… The focused winds hurled him afar. He said that the instrument was a… II When the suicide arrived at the sk…

“What says the sea, little shell? What says the sea? Long has our brother been silent t… Kept his message for the ships, Awkward ships, stupid ships.”

The chatter of a death-demon from… Blood– blood and torn grass – Had marked the rise of his agony - This lone hunter. The grey-green woods impassive

Supposing that I should have the… To let a red sword of virtue Plunge into my heart, Letting to the weeds of the ground My sinful blood,

Aman said to the universe, ‘Sir, I exist!’ ‘However,’ replied the universe, ‘The fact has not created in me A sense of obligation.’

In the night Grey heavy clouds muffled the vall… And the peaks looked toward God a… ‘O Master that movest the wind wi… Humble, idle, futile peaks are we.

I saw a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this; I accosted the man. “It is futile,” I said,

I stood upon a highway, And, behold, there came Many strange peddlers. To me each one made gestures, Holding forth little images, sayin…

The ocean said to me once, “Look! Yonder on the shore Is a woman, weeping. I have watched her.

The successful man has thrust hims… Through the water of the years, Reeking wet with mistakes— Bloody mistakes; Slimed with victories over the les…

The Ocean said to me once, ‘Look! Yonder on the shore Is a woman, weeping. I have watched her.

“Have you ever made a just man?” “Oh, I have made three,” answered… “But two of them are dead, And the third— Listen! Listen!

Do not weep, maiden, for war is ki… Because your lover threw wild hand… And the affrighted steed ran on al… Do not weep. War is kind.

The trees in the garden rained flo… Children ran there joyously. They gathered the flowers Each to himself. Now there were some

You tell me this is God? I tell you this is a printed list, A burning candle, and an ass.