You have spoken the answer.A child searches far sometimesInto the red dust On a dark rose leafAnd so you have gone far For the answer is: Silence. In the…
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Dust of the feetAnd dust of the wheels,Wagons and people going,All day feet and wheels. Now……Only stars and mistA lonely policeman,Two cabaret dancers,Stars and mist again,No more feet or wheels,No…
I DON’T know how he came,shambling, dark, and strong. He stood in the city and told men:My people are fools, my people are young and strong, my people must learn, my…
I am the mist, the impalpable mist,Back of the thing you seek.My arms are long,Long as the reach of time and space. Some toil and toil, believing,Looking now and again…
THE SNOW piles in dark places are gone.Pools by the railroad tracks shine clear.The gravel of all shallow places shines.A white pigeon reels and somersaults. Frogs plutter and squdge-and frogs beat…
A SWIRL in the air where your head was once, here.You walked under this tree, spoke to a moon for meI might almost stand here and believe you alive.
All the policemen, saloonkeepers and efficiency experts in Toledo knew Bern Dailey; secretary ten years when Whitlock was mayor.Pickpockets, yeggs, three card men, he knew them all and how they flit from…
Sobs En Route to a Penitentiary Good-by now to the streets and the clash of wheels and locking hubs,The sun coming on the brass buckles and harness knobs.The muscles of…
Sandland where the salt water kills the sweet potatoes.Homes for sandpipers-the script of their feet is on the sea shingles-they write in the morning, it is gone at noon-they write…