#Americans #Modernism
and what were roses. Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…
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…
stinging gold swarms upon the spires silver chants the litanies the
when you went away it was morning (that is,big horses;light feeling… streets;heels taking derbies (wher… hurriedly hunched over swill;one b… trolley imposingly empty;snickerin…
little ladies than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à
i walked the boulevard i saw a dirty child skating on noisy wheels of joy pathetic dress fluttering behind her a mothermonster
I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burn… I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive
the wind is a Lady with bright slender eyes(who moves)at sunset and who—touches—the hills without any reason
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
if i believe in death be sure of this it is because you have loved me,
there is a moon sole in the blue night amorous of waters
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
into the smiting sky tense with blend ing
Buffalo Bill ’s defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silve… …
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…