(1916)
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In the flashes and black shadows of July the days, locked in each other’s a… seem still so that squirrels and colored bird…
A three-day-long rain from the eas… an terminable talking, talking of no consequence—patter, patter,… Hand in hand little winds blow the thin streams aslant.
I lie here thinking of you:—— the stain of love is upon the world! Yellow, yellow, yellow it eats into the leaves,
And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks… her dress in a strange bedroom— feels the autumn
You sullen pig of a man you force me into the mud with your stinking ash-cart! Brother! —if we were rich
"Sweet land" at last! out of sea— the Venusremembering wavelets rippling with laughter—
From the Nativity which I have already celebrated the Babe in its Mother’s arms the Wise Men in their stolen splendor
She sits with tears on her cheek her cheek on her hand
Why pretend to remember the weather two years back? Why not? Listen close then repeat after others what they have just said and win a reputation for vivacity. Oh feed upon petals o...
School is over. It is too hot to walk at ease. At ease in light frocks they walk the stre… to while the time away. They have grown tall. They hold
All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among
ALL those treasures that lie in t… Mightier than the room of the star… All those treasures—I hold them i… Against the sides and the lid and… Crying that there is no sun come a…
contend in a sea which the land pa… shielding them from the too—heavy… of an ungoverned ocean which when… tortures the biggest hulls, the be… to pit against its beatings, and s…
By constantly tormenting them with reminders of the lice in their children’s hair, the School Physician first brought their hatred down on him.
A day on the boulevards chosen out… student poverty! One best day out… Berket in high spirits—"Ha, orang… And he made to snatch an orange fr… Now so clever was the deception, s…