#Americans #Modernism #XXCentury
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...
Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated at and sang
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…
Flowers through the window lavender and yellow changed by white curtains— Smell of cleanliness— Sunshine of late afternoon—
You sullen pig of a man you force me into the mud with your stinking ash-cart! Brother! —if we were rich
From the Nativity which I have already celebrated the Babe in its Mother’s arms the Wise Men in their stolen splendor
All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among
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
Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated ate and sang
The world begins again! Not wholly insufflated the blackbirds in the rain upon the dead topbranches of the living tree,
The rose is obsolete but each petal ends in an edge, the double facet cementing the grooved columns of air ——The edge
A day on the boulevards chosen out… student poverty! One best day out… Berket in high spirits—"Ha, orang… And he made to snatch an orange fr… Now so clever was the deception, s…
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…
Of asphodel, that greeny flower, like a buttercup upon its branching stem– save that it’s green and wooden– I come, my sweet,
Sooner or later we must come to the end of striving to re-establish the image the image of