#Americans #Modernism
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,
munching a plum on the street a paper bag of them in her hand They taste good to her They taste good
Not because of his eyes, the eyes of a bird, but because he is beaked, birdlike, to do an injury, has the turtle attracted you.
Each time it rings I think it is for me but it is not for me nor for anyone it merely
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...
Subtle, clever brain, wiser than… by what devious means do you contr… to remain idle? Teach me, O maste…
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
Love is twain, it is not single, Gold and silver mixed to one, Passion 'tis and pain which ming… Glist’ring then for aye undone. Pain it is not; wondering pity
Light hearted William twirled his November moustaches and, half dressed, looked from the bedroom window upon the spring weather.
According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field
I must tell you this young tree whose round and firm trunk between the wet pavement and the gutter
Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated at and sang
Paterson lies in the valley under… its spent waters forming the outli… lies on his right side, head near… of the waters filling his dreams!… his dreams walk about the city whe…