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

when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow,that closes a flight in the blue;

It was one of those clear,sharp.mu…         That summer and man deligh… Never had Heaven seemed quite so… Never had earth seemed quite so gr… Never had the world seemed quite s…

after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer

my mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing… taste and smell and hearing and si… chipping with sharp fatal tools in an agony of sensual chisels i p…

will suddenly trees leap from wint… the stabbing music of your white y… wounded by my arms’ bothness (say a twilight lifting the fragil… of new leaves’ voices,and sharp li…

the rose is dying the lips of an old man murder the petals hush

of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder

Paris;this April sunset completel… utters serenely silently a cathedr… before whose upward lean magnifice… the streets turn young with rain, spiral acres of bloated rose

hist      whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy

even a pencil has fear to do the posed body luckily made a pen is dreadfully afraid of her of this of the smile’s two eyes….too, since the world’s but

Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind

but the other day i was passing a certain gate,   rain fell(as it will in spring)

why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?