Xaipe: Seventy-One Poems
#AmericanWriters #Modernism #1950 #Xaipe
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
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…
swi( across! gold’s rouNdly )ftblac k1(ness)y
god pity me whom(god distinctly ha… the weightless svelte drifting sex… of your shall i say body?follows truly through a dribbling moan of… whose arched occasional stepped yo…
Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind
Picasso you give us things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full o… you make us shrill
I like my body when it is with you… body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it… i like its hows. i like to feel t…
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…
Humanity i love you because you would rather black the… success than enquire whose soul da… watch-chain which would be embarra… parties and because you
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
when my love comes to see me it’s just a little like music,a little more like curving colour(sa… orange) against silence,or darkn…
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a
into the smiting sky tense with blend ing
Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright
