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My Man Says I weigh about four ounces, Says I must have hollow legs.
You who are dead, Do you know They’ve dug up half the irises That used to grow Here in the quadrangle a year ago?
Into old rhyme The new words come but shyly. Here’s a brave man Who sings of commerce dryly. Swift-gliding cars
This morning I got up before the… Had seized the hill, And scrambled heart-hot, noisy, pa… In sleep laid still. There they lay helpless under the…
Today is rebels’ day. And yet we… All of us rebels, until day is don… And when the stars come out we cel… A revolution that’s not yet begun. Today is rebels’ day. And men in…
My friend declares Being woman and virgin she Takes small account of periodicity And she is right. Her days are calmly spent
My darling lies down in her soft w… And she laughs at me. Her laughter has flushed her pale… Her eyes dance with glee. My darling lies close in her warm…
Each day I sit in an ill-lighted… To teach a boy; For one hour by the clock great wo… Are our employ. We read St Agnes’ Eve and that m…
Sometimes the skirts I push throu… Spread circlewise, strong petalled… And look for the rapt moment of a… Like Buddha’s robe. And I, caught up out of the workr…
A lady and I were walking Where waters flow; A lady and I were talking Softly and slow. This is what you were saying,
I lie in the dark Grass beneath and you above me, Curved like the sky, Insistent that you love me. But the high stars
My mission in the world Is to prolong Rapture by turning it Into a song. A song of liberty
Great crane o’ertopping the delica… Why do you seem so fair, Swaying and raising your load with… High in the misty air? You are a wonder of pearl and grey
Somebody brought in lilac, Lilac after rain. Isn’t it strange, belovéd of mine You’ll not see it again? Lilac glad with the sun on it
Frolic mountain winds Innocent and shy, Kiss my darling’s cheek As they scurry by. Little fragrant leaves