#Americans #Modernism
when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow,that closes a flight in the blue;
if i believe in death be sure of this it is because you have loved me,
beyond the brittle towns asleep beyond the brittle towns asleep i look where stealing needles of f… in the last light thread the creeping shores
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
the sky was can dy lu minous
notice the convulsed orange inch o… perching on this silver minute of… We’ll choose the way to the forest… to you,white town whose spires sof… Will take the houseless wisping ru…
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience, your eyes have the… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes
who sharpens every dull here comes the only man reminding with his bell to disappear a sun and out of houses pour
the glory is fallen out of the sky the last immortal leaf is dead and the gold
but the other day i was passing a certain gate, rain fell(as it will in spring)
the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
cruelly,love walk the autumn long; the last flower in whose hair, they lips are cold with songs for which is
the boys i mean are not refined they go with girls who buck and bi… they do not give a fuck for luck they hump them thirteen times a ni… one hangs a hat upon her tit
purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no