#Americans #Modernism
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain
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—
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
Sometimes in)Spring a someone will lie(glued among familiar things newly which… transferred with dusk)wondering wh… does not fall into his mind
into the smiting sky tense with blend ing
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven
the emperor sleeps in a palace of porphyry which was a million years building he takes the air in a howdah of jasper beneath saffron
inthe,exquisite; morning sure lyHer eye s exac… among otherlittle roundtables Her… obstre poroustimidi ties surElyfl)… ofpieces ofof sunligh tof fa l l i…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying
when faces called flowers float ou… and breathing is wishing and wishi… but keeping is downward and doubti… —it’s april(yes, april;my darling)… yes the pretty birds frolic as spr…
as freedom is a breakfastfood or truth can live with right and w… or molehills are from mountains ma… —long enough and just so long will being pay the rent of seem
