By constantly tormenting them with reminders of the lice in their children’s hair, the School Physician first brought their hatred down on him.

A three-day-long rain from the eas… an terminable talking, talking of no consequence—patter, patter,… Hand in hand little winds blow the thin streams aslant.

I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which

Ecstatic bird songs pound the hollow vastness of the sky with metallic clinkings— beating color up into it at a far edge,—beating it, beating…

If you had come away with me into another state we had been quiet together. But there the sun coming up out of the nothing beyond the lake…

Why go further? One might conceivably rectify the rhythm, study all out and arrive at the perfection of a tiger lily or a china doorknob. One might lift all out of the ruck, be a worthy...

You sullen pig of a man you force me into the mud with your stinking ash-cart! Brother! —if we were rich

This is a schoolyard crowded with children of all ages near a village on a small stream

I have discovered that most of the beauties of travel are due to the strange hours we keep to see t… the domes of the Church of the Paulist Fathers in Weehawken

Warm sun, quiet air an old man sits in the doorway of a broken house— boards for windows

Her body is not so white as anemone petals nor so smooth ——nor so remote a thing. It is a field of the wild carrot taking the field by force; the grass

Here it is spring again and I still a young man! I am late at my singing. The sparrow with the black rain on… has been at his cadenzas for two w…

A rumpled sheet Of brown paper About the length And apparent bulk Of a man was

Of asphodel, that greeny flower, like a buttercup upon its branching stem– save that it’s green and wooden– I come, my sweet,