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Take it out in vile whisky, take i… in lifting your skirts to show you… crotches; it is this that is inten… You are it. Your pleas will alway… You too will always go up with the…
Nude bodies like peeled logs sometimes give off a sweetest odor, man and woman under the trees in full excess matching the cushion of
By the road to the contagious hosp… under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast—a cold wind. Beyond, the waste of broad, muddy fields
You say love is this, love is that… Poplar tassels, willow tendrils the wind and the rain comb, tinkle and drip, tinkle and drip— branches drifting apart. Hagh!
The living quality of the man’s mind stands out and its covert assertions for art, art, art!
You know there is not much that I desire, a few chrysanthemum… half lying on the grass, yellow and brown and white, the talk of a few people, the trees,
a trouble archaically fettered to produce E Pluribus Unum an island
Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire
It’s a strange courage you give me ancient star: Shine alone in the sunrise toward which you lend no part!
If a man can say of his life or any moment of his life, There is nothing more to be desired! his st… becomes like that told in the famo… double sonnet—but without the
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which
When trouble comes your soul to tr… You love the friend who just “stan… Perhaps there’s nothing he can do’ The thing is strictly up to you; For there are troubles all your ow…
Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated ate and sang
Not because of his eyes, the eyes of a bird, but because he is beaked, birdlike, to do an injury, has the turtle attracted you.
The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly by a spirit of uselessness which delights them— all the exciting detail