#Americans #Modernism
Doll’s boy ’s asleep under a stile he sees eight and twenty ladies in a line the first lady
XXX i sing of Olaf glad and big whose warmest heart recoiled at wa… a conscientious object—or his wellbelovéd colonel(trig
Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill
my smallheaded pearshaped lady in gluey twilight moving,suddenly is three animals. The minute waist continually
O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul
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
if there are any heavens my mother… one. It will not be a pansy heaven… a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-… it will be a heaven of blackred ro… my father will be(deep like a rose
34 my father moved through dooms of l… through sames of am through haves… singing each morning out of each n… my father moved through depths of…
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.
Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups … dandelions And the big bullying daisies
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail it is most mad and moonly
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
Humanity i love you because you would rather black the… success than enquire whose soul da… watch-chain which would be embarra… parties and because you
between green mountains sings the flinger of fire beyond red rivers
