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Above a between-the-acts prattling ofthe orchestra conducted by memory and behind thisjustfallen curtain of uneasy fleshwhich is a girl certain things shout and curseturning on lights setting up walls amida very efficient confusion as certainother things i dare say take…
my humorous ghost precisely willstray from the others on the hillif only to hear someone sayexactly what someone has said. Straying as softly as a puma,it will come to Bostonand sit in the Howard Atheneumup under the non si fuma,…
This is the vase, Here is the crisp and the only and the very sudden garden in which the little princes strut,taller than flowers (here are,a thousand erect and bright princes tenderly smiling and smiling forever) this is the…
like most godhouses this particular house of god utters a chilly smell…Within,the rector’s talking normal face like a cat who plays with a dead mouse skilfully mumbles about Hell, pretending it’s alive, knowing it isnot. That head which(you’ll…
the comedian stands on a corner,the sky is ve ry soF. t Ly. Fal, Ling (snow with a limousines the and whisk of swiftly taxis God knows howmany mouths eyes bodies fleetly…
if you like my poems let themwalk in the evening,a little behind you then people will say“Along this road i saw a princess passon her way to meet her lover(it wastoward nightfall)with tall and ignorant servants.”
my lady is an ivory garden,who is filled with flowers. under the silent and great blossomof subtle colour which is her hairher ear is a frail and mysterious flowerher nostrilsare timid and exquisiteflowers skilfully movingwith the least caress of breathing,hereyes…
aswe lie side by sidemy little breasts become two sharp delightful strutting towers andi shove hotly the lovingness of my belly against you your arms areyoung;your arms will convince me,in the complete silence speakingupon my bodytheir ultimate slender language. do…
willing pitifully to bewitch the nude worm of my reaching mind,to tease its gropings curiously i remark these frivolous slowlywinking lives which (like four or three pretty flies)the very and tremulous architecture of frail light suddenly will capture. And…
the spring has been exquisite and the summer may be beautiful. But,tell me with eyes quiteshutdid you love me,will you love me and perfectly so forth;i see,kissing you—only kissingyou(it is still springand summer may be beautiful)shall we say…