#AmericanWriters #Modernism
A big young bareheaded woman in an apron Her hair slicked back standing on the street One stockinged foot toeing
Oh, black Persian cat! Was not your life already cursed with offspring? We took you for rest to that old Yankee farm, —so lonely
Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated ate and sang
It’s a strange courage you give me ancient star: Shine alone in the sunrise toward which you lend no part!
Pour the wine bridegroom where before you the bride is enthroned her hair loose at her temples a head of ripe wheat is on
From the Nativity which I have already celebrated the Babe in its Mother’s arms the Wise Men in their stolen splendor
In Brueghel’s great picture, The… the dancers go round, they go roun… around, the squeal and the blare a… tweedle of bagpipes, a bugle and f… tipping their bellies (round as th…
She sits with tears on her cheek her cheek on her hand
Subtle, clever brain, wiser than… by what devious means do you contr… to remain idle? Teach me, O maste…
It is a satisfaction a joy to have one of those in the house. when she takes a bath
This plot of ground facing the waters of this inlet is dedicated to the living presenc… Emily Dickinson Wellcome who was born in England; married;
The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly by a spirit of uselessness which delights them— all the exciting detail
"Sweet land" at last! out of sea— the Venusremembering wavelets rippling with laughter—
My townspeople, beyond in the grea… are many with whom it were far mor… profitable for me to live than her… These whirr about me calling, call… and for my own part I answer them,…
School is over. It is too hot to walk at ease. At ease in light frocks they walk the stre… to while the time away. They have grown tall. They hold