perhaps it is to feel strike the silver fish of her nakedness with fins sharply pleasant,my youth has travelled toward her the… or to snare the timid like

the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility

one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go

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

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…

Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain

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

let’s live suddenly without thinki… under honest trees,                         a stream does.the brain of cleverly-crinkli… -water pursues the angry dream

the mind is its own beautiful pris… Mind looked long at the sticky moo… opening in dusk her new wings then decently hanged himself,one a… The last thing he saw was you

Thou in whose sword-great story sh… Of history her heroes, sounds the… Of those vast armies of the marchi… With standards and the neighing of… Moving to war across the smiling m…

in the rain- darkness,     the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy

i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved           the far-

if learned darkness from our searc… should wrest the rare unwisdom of… and if thy hands flowers of silenc… upon a wish,to rapture should surp… my soul slowly which on thy beauty…