#Americans #Modernism
Winter is long in this climate and spring—a matter of a few days only,—a flower or two picked from mud or from among wet leaves or at best against treacherous
I will teach you my towns… how to perform a funeral… for you have it over a tr… of artists— unless one should scour t…
Upon the table in their bowl in violent disarray of yellow sprays, green spikes of leaves, red pointed petals and curled heads of blue
I bought a dish mop— having no daughter— for they had twisted fine ribbons of shining copper about white twine
The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly by a spirit of uselessness which delights them— all the exciting detail
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…
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...
munching a plum on the street a paper bag of them in her hand They taste good to her They taste good
Your thighs are appletrees whose blossoms touch the sky. Which sky? The sky where Watteau hung a lady’s slipper. Your knees
If when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists
O’eh’lee! La’la! Donna! Donna! Blue is the sky of Palermo; Blue is the little bay; And dost thou remember the orange…
It is a satisfaction a joy to have one of those in the house. when she takes a bath
According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field
Rather notice, mon cher, that the moon is titled above the point of the steeple than that its color
The whole process is a lie, unless, crowned by excess, It break forcefully, one way or another,
