Mr T. bareheaded in a soiled undershirt his hair standing out on all sides

I gotta buy me a new girdle. (I’ll buy you one) O.K.

Tracks of rain and light linger in the spongy greens of a nature whos… flickering mountain—bulging nearer… ebbing back into the sun hollowing itself away to hold a la…

This particular thing, whether it be four pinches of four divers white powders cleverly compounded to cure surely, safely, pleasantly a painful twitching of the eyelids or say a pe...

As the cat climbed over the top of the jamcloset first the right

It is a willow when summer is over… a willow by the river from which no leaf has fallen nor bitten by the sun turned orange or crimson.

The world begins again! Not wholly insufflated the blackbirds in the rain upon the dead topbranches of the living tree,

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…

Flowers through the window lavender and yellow changed by white curtains— Smell of cleanliness— Sunshine of late afternoon—

The half-stripped trees struck by a wind together, bending all, the leaves flutter drily and refuse to let go

Subtle, clever brain, wiser than… by what devious means do you contr… to remain idle? Teach me, O maste…