#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…
into the smiting sky tense with blend ing
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
the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of
III Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window, into which people look(w…
i’ll tell you a dream i had once i… a bar the bar was made of brass ha… lying on the bar it was cOOl i di… Hot and the bar was COOl
the sky was can dy lu minous
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…
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…
my love is building a building around you,a frail slippery house,a strong fragile house (beginning at the singular beginni… of your smile)a skilful uncouth
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain
the rose is dying the lips of an old man murder the petals hush
the emperor sleeps in a palace of porphyry which was a million years building he takes the air in a howdah of jasper beneath saffron
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…
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great
