#Americans #NobelPrize #Suicide #XXCentury #1923 #Ballad #ThreeStoriesAndTenPoems
William Campbell had been in a pursuit race with a burlesque show ever since Pittsburgh. In a pursuit race, in bicycle racing, riders start at equal intervals to ride after one another....
#1927 #MenWithoutWomen
Three Roman soldiers are in a drinking-place at eleven o’clock at night. There are barrels around the wall. Behind the wooden counter is a Hebrew wine-seller. The three Roman soldiers a...
Desire and All the sweet pulsing aches And gentle hurtings That were you, Are gone into the sullen dark.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want him for long.
#Epigram
In the rain in the rain in the rain in t… Does it rain in Spain? Oh yes my dear on the contrary and there… The dancers dance in long white pants It isn’t right to yence your aunts
So now, Losing the three last night, Taking them back today, Dripping and dark the woods . . .
Outside, the snow was higher than the window. The sunlight came in through the window and shone on a map on the pine-board wall of the hut. The sun was high and the light came in over t...
Drummed their boots on the camion floor, Hob—nailed boots on the camion floor. Sergeants stiff, Corporals sore. Lieutenant thought of a Mestre whore—
#1923 #ThreeStoriesAndTenPoems
Minarets stuck up in the rain out of Adrianople across the mud flats. The carts were jammed for thirty miles along the Karagatch road. Water buffalo and cattle were hauling carts throug...
#1924 #InOurTime
I like Canadians. They are so unlike Americans. They go home at night. Their cigarettes don’t smell bad. Their hats fit.
While the bombardment was knocking the trench to pieces at Fossalta, he lay very flat and sweated and prayed oh jesus christ get me out of here. Dear jesus please get me out. Christ ple...
There are never any suicides in the quar… No successful suicides. A Chinese boy kills himself and is dead… (they continue to place his mail in the… A Norwegian boy kills himself and is de…
#1923 #FreeVerse #ThreeStoriesAndTenPoems
The age demanded that we sing And cut away our tongue. The age demanded that we flow And hammered in the bung. The age demanded that we dance
#Couplet
Jim Gilmore came to Hortons Bay from Canada. He bought the blacksmith shop from old man Horton. Jim was short and dark with big mustaches and big hands. He was a good horseshoer and did...
If my Valentine you won’t be, I’ll hang myself on your Christmas tree…