#AmericanWriters
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
Humanity i love you because you would rather black the… success than enquire whose soul da… watch-chain which would be embarra… parties and because you
little tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great
the emperor sleeps in a palace of porphyry which was a million years building he takes the air in a howdah of jasper beneath saffron
in the rain- darkness, the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy
you asked me to come:it was rainin… and the spring;a clumsy brightness… wonderfully stumbled above the squ… little amorous-tadpole people wigg… battered by stuttering pearl,
10 maggie and milly and molly and may went down to the beach(to play one… and maggie discovered a shell that… so sweetly she couldn’t remember h…
Paris;this April sunset completel… utters serenely silently a cathedr… before whose upward lean magnifice… the streets turn young with rain, spiral acres of bloated rose
one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience,your eyes have thei… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
writhe and gape of tortured perspective rasp and graze of splintered normality
nearer:breath of my breath:take no… limbs from me:make my pain their c… letting they tigers of smooth swee… slowly in dumb blossoms of new min… deeper:blood of my blood:with upwa…
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
unto thee i burn incense the bowl crackles upon the gloom arise purple pencil… fluent spires of fragrance