a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…

It was one of those clear,sharp.mu…         That summer and man deligh… Never had Heaven seemed quite so… Never had earth seemed quite so gr… Never had the world seemed quite s…

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…

this(let’s remember)day died again… again;whose golden, crimson dooms… an oceaning abyss of orange dream larger than sky times earth:a flam… sould immemorially forevering am—

purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no

suppose Life is an old man carrying flower… young death sits in a café smiling,a piece of money held betw… his thumb and first finger

if learned darkness from our searc… should wrest the rare unwisdom of… and if thy hands flowers of silenc… upon a wish,to rapture should surp… my soul slowly which on thy beauty…

Thou in whose sword-great story sh… Of history her heroes, sounds the… Of those vast armies of the marchi… With standards and the neighing of… Moving to war across the smiling m…

hist      whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy

(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices

i was considering how within night’s loose sack a star’s nibbling in- fin