#Americans #Modernism
i have loved,let us see if that’s… Bit into you as teeth,in the stone of a musical fruit. My lips pleas… on your taste. Jumped the quick w… of your smile into stupid gardens
this is the garden:colours come an… frail azures fluttering from night… strong silent greens silently ling… absolute lights like baths of gold… This is the garden:pursed lips do…
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a
will suddenly trees leap from wint… the stabbing music of your white y… wounded by my arms’ bothness (say a twilight lifting the fragil… of new leaves’ voices,and sharp li…
purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no
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…
little tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest
if I should sleep with a lady call… get another man with firmer lips to take your new mouth in his teet… (hips pumping pleasure into hips). Seeing how the limp huddling strin…
beyond the brittle towns asleep beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of f… in the last light thread the creeping shores
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
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
one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go
somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes
when faces called flowers float ou… and breathing is wishing and wishi… but keeping is downward and doubti… —it’s april(yes, april;my darling)… yes the pretty birds frolic as spr…
unto thee i burn incense the bowl crackles upon the gloom arise purple pencil… fluent spires of fragrance