#AmericanWriters
between the breasts of bestial Marj lie large men who praise Marj’s cleancornered strokable
my love is building a building around you,a frail slippery house,a strong fragile house (beginning at the singular beginni… of your smile)a skilful uncouth
O Thou to whom the musical white… offers her lily inextinguishable, taught by thy tremulous grace brav… Implacable death’s mysteriously sa… rob from her redolent shoulders,
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…
the sky a silver dissonance by the correct fingers of April resolved into a
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…
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
i thank You God for most this ama… day:for the leaping greenly spirit… and a blue true dream of sky; and… which is natural which is infinite… (i who have died am alive again to…
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.
Who threw the silver dollar up i… … lady who sews and grows every day… ing and that’s the truth,
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
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
in the rain- darkness, the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy
perhaps it is to feel strike the silver fish of her nakedness with fins sharply pleasant,my youth has travelled toward her the… or to snare the timid like
hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy