#AmericanWriters
the Cambridge ladies who live in f… are unbeautiful and have comfortab… (also, with the church’s protestan… daughters, unscented shapeless spi… they believe in Christ and Longfe…
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
It was one of those clear,sharp.mu… That summer and man deligh… Never had Heaven seemed quite so… Never had earth seemed quite so gr… Never had the world seemed quite s…
let’s live suddenly without thinki… under honest trees, a stream does.the brain of cleverly-crinkli… -water pursues the angry dream
who sharpens every dull here comes the only man reminding with his bell to disappear a sun and out of houses pour
when my love comes to see me it’s just a little like music,a little more like curving colour(sa… orange) against silence,or darkn…
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this and truly i would…
(the phonograph’s voice like a kee… quickly over patriotic swill. The,negress,in the,rocker by the,c… and tipping,the flocks of pigeons.… ful loneliness,and the rather fat
when i have thought of you somewha… much and am become perfectly and simply Lustful….sense a gradual st… of beginning muscle,and what it wi… to me before shutting….understand
a connotation of infinity sharpens the temporal splendor of… when souls which have forgot frivo… in lowliness,noting the fatal flig… of worlds whereto this earth’s a h…
whereas by dark really released,th… flame of her indomitable body uses a careful fierceness. Her li… my head gripping for a decision:bu… the terrific fingers which grapple…
god gloats upon Her stunning flesh… the rechings of Her green body amo… unseen things, things obscene (Who… the caving ages curiously con) —but the lunge of Her hunger softl…
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here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid