"couldn't you see with my eye and simply not say it's surely not worth the trouble to love much --"the wind blows where it listeth"-- & let a few cats go who've been piereced in th...
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To every sage Adele and every alloted share of bust and marbre I've ever seen your like receive, with the cutest plaster phrase to ever emanate from the mouth of Art as I'd lain with ...
Write 'storm' on the towers, and don't choose clear pools over rain ah camioneros, never, never! Mine's a ruined casa low in the highway, a yard's wild over...
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a garden! where any American friend and curly tree, spaced between clouds and winds, would love to be The rabbit known by scent and stride, & one good twitchy eye is safe for now inside its ...
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Kell verses (for Katherine Gordon) She sits in her stone seat, beside two tractor wheels, musing, the jug beneath her feet, earth of clay at her heels dear Ka...
Every poem's like that in Sexton's cute smirk or the two lips pressed to the filter or a hand draped over the only knee left to her
As a long-gowned leggy dancing master knows, "It's Titi and sweet-both," smirking, quick to say to dancing girls all in a row. But Titi, grown to stray far has gone too far so that...
With milk on the chin and feathery lip, (uncoiling, to show you) she mews, & rises misty-nosed, too because you'd like to say bye But she turns the tension into a nap, into a...
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(1954-1980) The grass blown over your eyes, I saw, soul-shrivelled in wind, wet in an early Spring, an absent heart (were it just grass borders taking you in!), and e...
When it's out of your hands, and the cute curled face of the cat-saint takes one in hers, look on a bit & wait. The two or three others, breathless and tight-lipped (those cats of ...
She's etched in snow-decal like the panther cousin; and lost in a broken field, like the plumehunter Devislish with fur's soft-fire, foxed, hourly, in even bouts a cat walks out of h...
That Wisdom to know when to rise is caught in shades, strong-armed by two fleshy feet that get up slowly, greet the light. & hold derisively to the taffrails of a stormy Da...
Fay, please confirm that it's just another spring memory, veiled like the Crocus at the painter's feet- a clay bed for seeds to green in lavender...
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By the willow and aspen groves, their accustomed rendezvous, he'd told her, as often as not, to find a spot and hide from view: "I didn't promise--don't say I did, that the night would...
(for Sophie Scholl) I say, Yes to the petal lips given to Rose hearts as freely and easily as all the world's real true outgrowing In a velvet crown you're a sort of supermute conque...
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who eats a whole rat gnawed down to the bristly bone is the same that swims in cold pink; screwing the mouth to the side, he sends a sin streaming out of its guts on a lovely 'lil bub...
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when the spaces always kill the waves rolling between them; when the smelt kissed on the lips create storms in their head;when the dripped-in-fat lids of a catfi...
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Not a gambler, not a bit at odds with deuces, & good as dead to his first wife A good even-keeled guy with an itch & lots of passwords who arrives late to pay his own rent by wa...
By the slightest quavering dribbling note of the responsorial, you can know her She's still the dear fantast she ever was or a withering face of her full Avila heart! Dodde...
The accused sat alone in a glass dock,and couldn't quell the Love in his head! Female Crown, in long sleek gown, hair black at roots but thinning for the most part, said smugly to ...
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And as being sadly tall among the misty swedes & turnips she goes to the summit where weeds spill over an abbey wall, like spidery froth pulled to right or left in the br...
It's good to see, borne on the same wing, both flight and an aery death Beyond the impassioned spiny needlefloors, by winds coarsed, it's still good to be a butterfly, alone, on a ...
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(for Colleen) Even with lethal Tree and indomitable leaf the woods breathe in frost and breathe out warm sandy shores, a water's cresting scent A forest is partly eye of the sle...
With an elongate rather wet smile, she kisses like a slob! But she's a lady who peeps through the clouds,in her strapless and shawl and brooks no lies And to judge by skin tone a...
He came at my request, at last. And in reply to my, "What is it?" said grimly, taking a close look at me— "Look, it's as if someone's stippled a sunset here, & mixed in ravens; s...