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

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.

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

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

In the great snowfall before the b… colored yule tree lights windows, the only glow for contemp… along this road I worked the print shop

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

And the place was water Fish fowl flood

My mother saw the green tree toad on the window sill her first one since she was young. We saw it breathe

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

I married in the world’s black night for warmth if not repose. At the close—

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

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 wife is ill! And I sit waiting for a quorum Fast ride

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