#Americans #Modernism #XXCentury
An old willow with hollow branches slowly swayed his few high gright… and sang: Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood’s edge…
A rumpled sheet Of brown paper About the length And apparent bulk Of a man was
Nude bodies like peeled logs sometimes give off a sweetest odor, man and woman under the trees in full excess matching the cushion of
This particular thing, whether it be four pinches of four divers white powders cleverly compounded to cure surely, safely, pleasantly a painful twitching of the eyelids or say a pe...
The sky has given over its bitterness. Out of the dark change all day long rain falls and falls
Beloved you are Caviar of Caviar Of all I love you best O my Japanese bird nest No herring from Norway
By the road to the contagious hosp… under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast—a cold wind. Beyond, th… waste of broad, muddy fields
This quiet morning light reflected, how many times from grass and tress and clouds enters my north room touching the walls with
A power-house in the shape of a red brick chair 90 feet high on the seat of which
Take it out in vile whisky, take i… in lifting your skirts to show you… crotches; it is this that is inten… You are it. Your pleas will alway… You too will always go up with the…
By constantly tormenting them with reminders of the lice in their children’s hair, the School Physician first brought their hatred down on him.
I must tell you this young tree whose round and firm trunk between the wet pavement and the gutter
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…
Disciplined by the artist to go round and round in holiday gear a riotously gay rabble of
If when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists