(1916)
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I gotta buy me a new girdle. (I’ll buy you one) O.K.
Let the snake wait under his weed and the writing be of words, slow and quick, sharp to strike, quiet to wait,
Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated ate and sang
This is a schoolyard crowded with children of all ages near a village on a small stream
Lady of dusk-wood fastnesses, Thou art my Lady. I have known the crisp, splinterin… White, slender through green sapli… I have lain by thee on the brown f…
Mr T. bareheaded in a soiled undershirt his hair standing out on all sides
In this world of as fine a pair of breasts as ever I saw the fountain in Madison Square
According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field
Constantly near you, I never in m… sixty-four years knew you so well… or half so well. We talked. you we… so lucid, so disengaged from all e… of place and time. We talked of ou…
Light hearted William twirled his November moustaches and, half dressed, looked from the bedroom window upon the spring weather.
ALL those treasures that lie in t… Mightier than the room of the star… All those treasures—I hold them i… Against the sides and the lid and… Crying that there is no sun come a…
Paterson lies in the valley under… its spent waters forming the outli… lies on his right side, head near… of the waters filling his dreams!… his dreams walk about the city whe…
contend in a sea which the land pa… shielding them from the too—heavy… of an ungoverned ocean which when… tortures the biggest hulls, the be… to pit against its beatings, and s…
It is a small plant delicately branched and tapering conically to a point, each branch and the peak a wire for
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,…