Xaipe: Seventy-One Poems
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the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
the rose is dying the lips of an old man murder the petals hush
a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…
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…
O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of
If freckles were lovely, and day w… And measles were nice and a lie wa… Life would be delight,— But things couldn’t go right For in such a sad plight
if everything happens that can’t b… (and anything’s righter than books could plan) the stupidest teacher will almost…
why must itself up every of a park anus stick some quote statue unquo… prove that a hero equals any jerk who was afraid to dare to answer “… quote citizens unquote might other…
when faces called flowers float ou… and breathing is wishing and wishi… but keeping is downward and doubti… —it’s april(yes, april;my darling)… yes the pretty birds frolic as spr…
it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips,which i have lov… another’s,and your dear strong fin… his heart,as mine in time not far… if on another’s face your sweet ha…
“next to of course god america i love you land of the pilgrims’ and… say can you see by the dawn’s earl… country 'tis of centuries come and… and are no more what of it we shou…
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells do… spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his d… Women and men(both little and smal…
in making Marjorie god hurried a boy’s body on unsuspicious legs of girl. his left hand quarri… the quartzlike face. his right sla… the amusing big vital vicious
hush) noones are coming out in the gloam ing together are
this out of within itself moo ving lump of twilight squirts a tw… ne like nothing verdi slightly knu as and some six cents hit the whig… shaped hathole thangew yelps one s…
