#Americans #Modernism #XXCentury #1950 #Xaipe
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the
Who threw the silver dollar up i… … lady who sews and grows every day… ing and that’s the truth,
Babylon slim -ness of evenslicing eyes are chisels scarlet Goes
in the rain- darkness, the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy
little tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest
spring omnipotent goddess thou dos… inveigle into crossing sidewalks t… unwary june-bug and the frivolous… thou dost persuade to serenade his lady the musical tom-cat,thou stuf…
unto thee i burn incense the bowl crackles upon the gloom arise purple pencil… fluent spires of fragrance
Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
swim so now million many worlds in… least less than particle of perfec… how should a loudness called manki… whole infinite the who of life’s l… what silence)?” “Worlds? o no:i’m…
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells do… spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his d… Women and men(both little and smal…
raise the shade will youse dearie? rain wouldn’t that get yer goat but
i walked the boulevard i saw a dirty child skating on noisy wheels of joy pathetic dress fluttering behind her a mothermonster
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,
