#AmericanWriters
my love thy hair is one kingdom the king whereof is darkness thy forehead is a flight of flower… thy head is a quick forest
this is the garden:colours come an… frail azures fluttering from night… strong silent greens silently ling… absolute lights like baths of gold… This is the garden:pursed lips do…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying
of this wilting wall the colour dr… souring sunbeams,of a foetal fragr… to rickety unclosed blinds inslant… peregrinate,a cigar-stub disintegrates,above,underdrawers c…
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder
beyond the brittle towns asleep beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of f… in the last light thread the creeping shores
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here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid
the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers
my smallheaded pearshaped lady in gluey twilight moving,suddenly is three animals. The minute waist continually
the Cambridge ladies who live in f… are unbeautiful and have comfortab… (also, with the church’s protestan… daughters, unscented shapeless spi… they believe in Christ and Longfe…
it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips,which i have lov… another’s,and your dear strong fin… his heart,as mine in time not far… if on another’s face your sweet ha…
spring omnipotent goddess thou dos… inveigle into crossing sidewalks t… unwary june-bug and the frivolous… thou dost persuade to serenade his lady the musical tom-cat,thou stuf…
the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of