one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go

perhaps it is to feel strike the silver fish of her nakedness with fins sharply pleasant,my youth has travelled toward her the… or to snare the timid like

my sonnet is A light goes on in the toiletwindow,that’s straightac… my window,night air bothered with… sort of sublimated tom-tom which quite outdoes the mandolin-

in Just- spring       when the world is mud… luscious the little lame baloonman whistles       far       and wee

when you went away it was morning (that is,big horses;light feeling… streets;heels taking derbies (wher… hurriedly hunched over swill;one b… trolley imposingly empty;snickerin…

into the smiting sky tense with blend ing

Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain

the mind is its own beautiful pris… Mind looked long at the sticky moo… opening in dusk her new wings then decently hanged himself,one a… The last thing he saw was you

i have loved,let us see if that’s… Bit into you as teeth,in the stone of a musical fruit.  My lips pleas… on your taste.  Jumped the quick w… of your smile into stupid gardens

the bigness of cannon is skilful, but i have seen death’s clever enormous voice which hides in a fragility

who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this                  and truly i would…