#AmericanWriters
School is over. It is too hot to walk at ease. At ease in light frocks they walk the stre… to while the time away. They have grown tall. They hold
Warm sun, quiet air an old man sits in the doorway of a broken house— boards for windows
In this world of as fine a pair of breasts as ever I saw the fountain in Madison Square
And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks… her dress in a strange bedroom— feels the autumn
According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field
Even in the time when as yet I had no certain knowledge of her She sprang from the nest, a young… Whose first flight circled the for… I know now how then she showed me
I’ve fond anticipation of a day O’erfilled with pure diversion pre… For I must read a lady poesy The while we glide by many a leafy… Hid deep in rushes, where at rando…
"Sweet land" at last! out of sea— the Venusremembering wavelets rippling with laughter—
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…
If a man can say of his life or any moment of his life, There is nothing more to be desired! his st… becomes like that told in the famo… double sonnet—but without the
She sits with tears on her cheek her cheek on her hand
They tell me on the morrow I must… This winter eyrie for a southern f… And truth to tell I tremble with… At thought of such unheralded repr… E’er have I known December in a w…
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which
This is a schoolyard crowded with children of all ages near a village on a small stream
Oh, black Persian cat! Was not your life already cursed with offspring? We took you for rest to that old Yankee farm, —so lonely
