(1923)
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A sunny day’s complete Poussinian… Divide it from itself. It is this… And it is not. By metaphor you paint A thing. Thus, the pineapple was…
Poetry is the supreme fiction, mad… Take the moral law and make a nave… And from the nave build haunted he… The conscience is converted into p… Like windy citherns hankering for…
Pour the unhappiness out From your too bitter heart, Which grieving will not sweeten. Poison grows in this dark. It is in the water of tears
An old man sits In the shadow of a pine tree In China. He sees larkspur, Blue and white,
The cock crows But no queen rises. The hair of my blonde Is dazzling, As the spittle of cows
The houses are haunted By white night-gowns. None are green, Or purple with green rings, Or green with yellow rings,
It is grass. It is monotonous. The monotony Is like your port which conceals All your characters
Although you sit in a room that is… Except for the silver Of the straw-paper, And pick At your pale white gown;
Opusculum paedagogum. The pears are not viols, Nudes or bottles. They resemble nothing else. II
One chemical afternoon in mid-autu… When the grand mechanics of earth… Even the leaves of the locust were… He walked with his year-old boy on… The sun shone and the dog barked a…
The poem must resist the intellige… Almost successfully. Illustration… A brune figure in winter evening r… Identity. The thing he carries re… The most necessitous sense. Accep…
At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outs… Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird’s cry at daylight or before…
Granted, we die for good. Life, then, is largely a thing Of happens to like, not should. And that, too, granted, why Do I happen to like red bush,
As the immense dew of Florida Brings forth The big-finned palm And green vine angering for life, As the immense dew of Florida
Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were on… As quick as foxes on the hill; And that in autumn, when the grape… Made sharp air sharper by their sm…