#Americans #Modernism
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience, your eyes have the… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
but the other day i was passing a certain gate, rain fell(as it will in spring)
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool
this(let’s remember)day died again… again;whose golden, crimson dooms… an oceaning abyss of orange dream larger than sky times earth:a flam… sould immemorially forevering am—
Buffalo Bill 's defunct who used to ride a watersmooth—silver stallion
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright
even a pencil has fear to do the posed body luckily made a pen is dreadfully afraid of her of this of the smile’s two eyes….too, since the world’s but
gee i like to think of dead it mea… since darker than little round wat… too cool to be crooked and it’s to… and thick and it loves, every ol… jackknives and kittens and pennies…
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
when thou hast taken thy last appl… the final curtain strikes the worl… leaving to shadowy silence and dis… that stage which shall not know th… lingering a little while i see the…
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,