The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly by a spirit of uselessness which delights them— all the exciting detail

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…

When the snow falls the flakes spi… that concerns them most intimately two and two to make a dance the mind dances with itself, taking you by the hand,

I stopped the car to let the children down where the streets end in the sun at the marsh edge

Vast and grey, the sky is a simulacrum to all but him whose days are vast and grey and— In the tall, dried grasses

It is a small plant delicately branched and tapering conically to a point, each branch and the peak a wire for

THERE is a bird in the poplars— It is the sun! The leaves are little yellow fish Swimming in the river; The bird skims above them—

Why do I write today? The beauty of the terrible faces of our nonentites stirs me to it:

Constantly near you, I never in m… sixty-four years knew you so well… or half so well. We talked. you we… so lucid, so disengaged from all e… of place and time. We talked of ou…

As the cat climbed over the top of the jamcloset first the right

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