#AmericanWriters #Modernism
somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes
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
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…
when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow,that closes a flight in the blue;
one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go
one April dusk the sallow street-lamps were turning snowy against a west of robin’s eg… i entered a mad street whose mouth dripped with slavver of
notice the convulsed orange inch o… perching on this silver minute of… We’ll choose the way to the forest… to you,white town whose spires sof… Will take the houseless wisping ru…
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…
it is funny, you will be dead some… By you the mouth hair eyes,and i m… the unique and nervously obscene need;it’s funny. They will all be… knead of lustfulhunched deeplytopl…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying
when i have thought of you somewha… much and am become perfectly and simply Lustful….sense a gradual st… of beginning muscle,and what it wi… to me before shutting….understand
All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn. four lean hounds crouched low and… the merry deer ran before.
this(let’s remember)day died again… again;whose golden, crimson dooms… an oceaning abyss of orange dream larger than sky times earth:a flam… sould immemorially forevering am—
who sharpens every dull here comes the only man reminding with his bell to disappear a sun and out of houses pour
when the proficient poison of sure… bereaves us of our slow tranquilli… and He without Whose favour nothi… (being of men called Love)upward d… from the mute hugeness of deprivin…