#AmericanWriters
The over-all picture is winter icy mountains in the background the return from the hunt it is toward evening from the left
The half-stripped trees struck by a wind together, bending all, the leaves flutter drily and refuse to let go
Go to sleep—though of course you w… to tideless waves thundering slant… strong embankments, rattle and swi… dashed thirty feet high, caught by… scattered and strewn broadcast in…
the back wings of the hospital where nothing will grow lie
There were some dirty plates and a glass of milk beside her on a small table near the rank, disheveled bed— Wrinkled and nearly blind
By constantly tormenting them with reminders of the lice in their children’s hair, the School Physician first brought their hatred down on him.
Tracks of rain and light linger in the spongy greens of a nature whos… flickering mountain—bulging nearer… ebbing back into the sun hollowing itself away to hold a la…
munching a plum on the street a paper bag of them in her hand They taste good to her They taste good
Among the rain and lights I saw the figure 5 in gold on a red
It is a small plant delicately branched and tapering conically to a point, each branch and the peak a wire for
Lady of dusk-wood fastnesses, Thou art my Lady. I have known the crisp, splinterin… White, slender through green sapli… I have lain by thee on the brown f…
The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly by a spirit of uselessness which delights them— all the exciting detail
This particular thing, whether it be four pinches of four divers white powders cleverly compounded to cure surely, safely, pleasantly a painful twitching of the eyelids or say a pe...
O—EH—lee! La—la! Donna! Donna! Blue is the sky of Palermo; Blue is the little bay; And dost thou remember the orange…
Well, Lizzie Anderson! seventeen… the baby hard to find a father for… What will the good Father in Heav… to the local judge if he do not so… A little two-pointed smile and—pou…
