(1916)
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The living quality of the man’s mind stands out and its covert assertions for art, art, art!
In this world of as fine a pair of breasts as ever I saw the fountain in Madison Square
A power-house in the shape of a red brick chair 90 feet high on the seat of which
In Brueghel’s great picture, The… the dancers go round, they go roun… around, the squeal and the blare a… tweedle of bagpipes, a bugle and f… tipping their bellies (round as th…
The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly by a spirit of uselessness which delights them— all the exciting detail
I lie here thinking of you:—— the stain of love is upon the world! Yellow, yellow, yellow it eats into the leaves,
I feel the caress of my own finger… on my own neck as I place my colla… and think pityingly of the kind women I have known.
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which
Take it out in vile whisky, take i… in lifting your skirts to show you… crotches; it is this that is inten… You are it. Your pleas will alway… You too will always go up with the…
Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated at and sang
I bought a dish mop— having no daughter— for they had twisted fine ribbons of shining copper about white twine
It is a willow when summer is over… a willow by the river from which no leaf has fallen nor bitten by the sun turned orange or crimson.
Winter is long in this climate and spring—a matter of a few days only,—a flower or two picked from mud or from among wet leaves or at best against treacherous
O—EH—lee! La—la! Donna! Donna! Blue is the sky of Palermo; Blue is the little bay; And dost thou remember the orange…
Lady of dusk-wood fastnesses, Thou art my Lady. I have known the crisp, splinterin… White, slender through green sapli… I have lain by thee on the brown f…