The wild and wavy event now chintz at the window was revolution . . . Adams to Miss Abigail Smith:

You are my friend— you bring me peaches and the high bush cranberry you carry my fishpole

Ten thousand women and I the only one in boots Life’s dance:

The chemist creates the brazen approximation: Life Thy will be done

Popcorn—can cover screwed to the wall over a hole so the cold can’t mouse in

Grandfather advised me: Learn a trade I learned to sit at desk

He lived—childhood summers thru bare feet then years of money’s lack and heat beside the river—out of flood

Old Mother turns blue and from us… “Don’t let my head drop to the ear… I’m blind and deaf.” Death from t… a thimble in her purse. “It’s a long day since last night.

Nothing worth noting except an Andromeda with quadrangular shoots— the boots of the people

Feign a great calm; all gay transport soon ends. Chant: who knows— flight’s end or flight’s beginning for the resting gull?

Mr. Van Ess bought 14 washcloths? Fourteen washrags, Ed Van Ess? Must be going to give em to the church, I guess. He drinks, you know. The day we m…

My friend tree I sawed you down but I must attend an older friend the sun

And the place was water Fish fowl flood