American Poetry
Immense galaxy
immense galaxy, cleaved cleanly down the middle by a shooting star by Bec…
immense galaxy, cleaved cleanly down the middle by a shooting star by Bec…
star filled galaxy, dark emptiness unending— talk me off this ledge. by B…
Step out onto the Planet. Draw a circle a hundred feet round. Inside the ci…
The next time you are doing something absolutely ordinary, or even better th…
The True Rebel never advertises it, He prefers His joy to Missionary Work. …
1 In on around about over through among beside under against over agai…
Jack? Yesterday I thought of something I never had a chance to tell you an…
Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth, Crushed strawberries! Come, let us…
Suddenly discovering in the eyes of the very beautiful Normande cocotte The eye…
As cool as the pale wet leaves of lily-of-the-valley She lay beside me in the d…
The rustling of the silk is discontinued, Dust drifts over the court-yard, Ther…
When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs I am compelled to conclude…
The gew-gaws of false amber and false turquoise attract them. 'Like to like…
So-shu dreamed, And having dreamed that he was a bird, a bee, and a butterfly, …
The apparition of these faces in the crowd: Petals on a wet, black bough.
And the days are not full enough And the nights are not full enough And life sl…
Empty are the ways, Empty are the ways of this land And the flowers Bend over w…
Suddenly this defeat. This rain. The blues gone gray And the browns gone gray A…