1924
#EnglishWriters #FemaleWriters #Feminists #Modernism
The past has come apart events are vagueing the future is a seedless pod the present pain. Not even pain has that precision
A silver Lucifer serves cocaine in cornucopia To some somnambulists of adolescent thighs
Little tapers leaning lighted diag… Stuck in coffin tables of the Caf… Leaning to the breath of baited bo… Like young poplars fringing the L… Eyes that are full of love
Nightingale singing—gale of Nanki… Sing—mystery of Ming-dynasty sing ing
a lyric elixir of death embalms the spindle spirits of your hour g… on moon spun nights sets
The present implies presence thus unauthorized by the present these letters are left authorless— have lost all origin
The Normal Monster sings in the Green Sahara The voice and offal of the image of God make Celtic noises
Man of absolute physical equilibri… You stand so straight on your legs Every plank or clod you plant your… Becomes roots for those limbs Among the men you accrete to yours…
This misalliance follows the custom for female children To adhere to maternal practices While the atheist father presides…
I am the centre Of a circle of pain Exceeding its boundaries in every… The business of the bland sun Has no affair with me
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage ‘Once upon a time’
Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes whirl crusaders from hallucinatory citadels
Ostracized as we are with God The watchers of the civilized wast… reverse their signals on our track Lepers of the moon all magically diseased
The human cylinders Revolving in the enervating dusk That wraps each closer in the myst… Of singularity Among the litter of a sunless afte…
Face of the skies preside over our wonder. Fluorescent truant of heaven
