#AmericanWriters
the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
into the smiting sky tense with blend ing
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…
as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers
little ladies than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à
raise the shade will youse dearie? rain wouldn’t that get yer goat but
a blue woman with sticking out bre… clothes. On the line. not so old for the mother of twelve undershir… by is it Bishop Taylor who needs… that marriage is a sure cure for m…
one day a nigger caught in his hand a little star no bigger than not to understand “i’ll never let you go
when my love comes to see me it’s just a little like music,a little more like curving colour(sa… orange) against silence,or darkn…
If freckles were lovely, and day w… And measles were nice and a lie wa… Life would be delight,— But things couldn’t go right For in such a sad plight
my smallheaded pearshaped lady in gluey twilight moving,suddenly is three animals. The minute waist continually
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…
yours is the music for no instrume… yours the preposterous colour unbe… —mine the unbought contemptuous in… till this our felsh merely shall b… by speaking flower
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great
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…