#AmericanWriters
listen beloved i dreamed it appeared that you thought to escape me and became a great
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes
as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers
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,
writhe and gape of tortured perspective rasp and graze of splintered normality
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the
may i feel said he (i’ll squeal said she just once said he) it’s fun said she (may i touch said he
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…
O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your soul
swi( across! gold’s rouNdly )ftblac k1(ness)y
into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing.
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