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

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

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

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

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.

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

I rose from marsh mud, algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs to see her wed in the rich

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

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

Keen and lovely man moved as in a… to be considerate in lighted, glas… almost outdoor office. Business wasn’t all he knew. He knew music,… Had a heart. “With eyes like your…

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

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 chemist creates the brazen approximation: Life Thy will be done