#Americans #Modernism #XXCentury
If you had come away with me into another state we had been quiet together. But there the sun coming up out of the nothing beyond the lake…
The green-blue ground is ruled with silver lines to say the sun is shining And on this moral sea of grass or dreams lie flowers
The brutal Lord of All will rip us from each other—leave the one to suffer here alone. No need belief in god or hell to postulate that much. The dance: hands touching, leaves touch...
This plot of ground facing the waters of this inlet is dedicated to the living presenc… Emily Dickinson Wellcome who was born in England; married;
Lady of dusk-wood fastnesses, Thou art my Lady. I have known the crisp, splinterin… White, slender through green sapli… I have lain by thee on the brown f…
A big young bareheaded woman in an apron Her hair slicked back standing on the street One stockinged foot toeing
I gotta buy me a new girdle. (I’ll buy you one) O.K.
NOW that I have cooled to you Let there be gold of tarnished mas… Temples soothed by the sun to ruin That sleep utterly. Give me hand for the dances,
The rose is obsolete but each petal ends in an edge, the double facet cementing the grooved columns of air ——The edge
I will teach you my towns… how to perform a funeral… for you have it over a tr… of artists— unless one should scour t…
Winter is long in this climate and spring—a matter of a few days only,—a flower or two picked from mud or from among wet leaves or at best against treacherous
At ten AM the young housewife moves about in negligee behind the wooden walls of her husband’s… I pass solitary in my car. Then again she comes to the curb
WHERE shall I find you— You, my grotesque fellows That I seek everywhere To make up my band? None, not one
As the cat climbed over the top of the jamcloset first the right
The over-all picture is winter icy mountains in the background the return from the hunt it is toward evening from the left