#AmericanWriters
my smallheaded pearshaped lady in gluey twilight moving,suddenly is three animals. The minute waist continually
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience, your eyes have the… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this and truly i would…
who sharpens every dull here comes the only man reminding with his bell to disappear a sun and out of houses pour
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
god gloats upon Her stunning flesh… the rechings of Her green body amo… unseen things, things obscene (Who… the caving ages curiously con) —but the lunge of Her hunger softl…
when you went away it was morning (that is,big horses;light feeling… streets;heels taking derbies (wher… hurriedly hunched over swill;one b… trolley imposingly empty;snickerin…
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool
between the breasts of bestial Marj lie large men who praise Marj’s cleancornered strokable
the bed is not very big a sufficient pillow shoveling her small manure-shaped head one sheet on which distinctly wags at times the weary twig
34 my father moved through dooms of l… through sames of am through haves… singing each morning out of each n… my father moved through depths of…
a kike is the most dangerous machine as yet invented by even yankee ingenu ity(out of a jew a few dead dollars and some twisted laws…
into the smiting sky tense with blend ing
Thou in whose sword-great story sh… Of history her heroes, sounds the… Of those vast armies of the marchi… With standards and the neighing of… Moving to war across the smiling m…