#Americans #Modernism
While she sits there with tears on her cheek her cheek on
Go to sleep—though of course you w… to tideless waves thundering slant… strong embankments, rattle and swi… dashed thirty feet high, caught by… scattered and strewn broadcast in…
Men with picked voices chant the n… of cities in a huge gallery: promi… that pull through descending stair… to a deep rumbling. The rubbing feet
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.
This plot of ground facing the waters of this inlet is dedicated to the living presenc… Emily Dickinson Wellcome who was born in England; married;
All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among
You sullen pig of a man you force me into the mud with your stinking ash-cart! Brother! —if we were rich
a trouble archaically fettered to produce E Pluribus Unum an island
Among of green stiff old
I stopped the car to let the children down where the streets end in the sun at the marsh edge
SORROW is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire
Disciplined by the artist to go round and round in holiday gear a riotously gay rabble of
Here it is spring again and I still a young man! I am late at my singing. The sparrow with the black rain on… has been at his cadenzas for two w…
My shoes as I lean unlacing them stand out upon flat worsted flowers under my feet.
A rumpled sheet Of brown paper About the length And apparent bulk Of a man was
