Take for example this: if to the colour of midnight to a more than darkness(which is myself and Paris and all things)the bright

stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver            chants the litanies the

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

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

the bed is not very big a sufficient pillow shoveling her small manure-shaped head one sheet on which distinctly wags at times the weary twig

Doll’s boy ’s asleep under a stile he sees eight and twenty ladies in a line the first lady

writhe and gape of tortured    perspective    rasp and graze of splintered normality

a wind has blown the rain away and… the sky away and all the leaves aw… and the trees stand.  I think i to… autumn too long                   (and what have y…

swim so now million many worlds in… least less than particle of perfec… how should a loudness called manki… whole infinite the who of life’s l… what silence)?” “Worlds? o no:i’m…

in making Marjorie god hurried a boy’s body on unsuspicious legs of girl. his left hand quarri… the quartzlike face. his right sla… the amusing big vital vicious

inthe,exquisite; morning   sure    lyHer eye s exac… among otherlittle roundtables  Her… obstre poroustimidi ties surElyfl)… ofpieces ofof sunligh tof fa l l i…

O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul