writhe and gape of tortured    perspective    rasp and graze of splintered normality

ladies and gentlemen this little g… with the good teeth and small impo… (is it the Frolic or the Century… ones memory indignantly protests) this little dancer with the tighte…

(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

if i believe in death be sure of this it is because you have loved me,

O Thou to whom the musical white… offers her lily inextinguishable, taught by thy tremulous grace brav… Implacable death’s mysteriously sa… rob from her redolent shoulders,

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…

Thou aged unreluctant earth who do… with quivering continual thighs in… the thrilling rain the slender par… to toy with thy extraordinary lust… (the sinuous rain which rising fro…

Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying

the bed is not very big a sufficient pillow shoveling her small manure-shaped head one sheet on which distinctly wags at times the weary twig