Not because of his eyes, the eyes of a bird, but because he is beaked, birdlike, to do an injury, has the turtle attracted you.

You say love is this, love is that… Poplar tassels, willow tendrils the wind and the rain comb, tinkle and drip, tinkle and drip— branches drifting apart. Hagh!

My townspeople, beyond in the grea… are many with whom it were far mor… profitable for me to live than her… These whirr about me calling, call… and for my own part I answer them,…

Tracks of rain and light linger in the spongy greens of a nature whos… flickering mountain—bulging nearer… ebbing back into the sun hollowing itself away to hold a la…

ALL those treasures that lie in t… Mightier than the room of the star… All those treasures—I hold them i… Against the sides and the lid and… Crying that there is no sun come a…

It was an icy day. We buried the cat, then took her box and set fire to it in the back yard.

Oh strong—ridged and deeply hollow… nose of mine! what will you not be… What tactless asses we are, you an… always indiscriminate, always unas… and now it is the souring flowers…

WHERE shall I find you— You, my grotesque fellows That I seek everywhere To make up my band? None, not one

Subtle, clever brain, wiser than… by what devious means do you contr… to remain idle? Teach me, O maste…

You sullen pig of a man you force me into the mud with your stinking ash-cart! Brother! —if we were rich

The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly by a spirit of uselessness which delights them— all the exciting detail

beauty is a shell from the sea where she rules triumphant till love has had its way with her scallops and