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My wife's new pink slippershave gay pompons.There is not a spot or a stainon their satin toes or their sides.All night they lie togetherunder her..

You say love is this, love is that:Poplar tassels, willow tendrilsthe wind and the rain comb,tinkle and drip, tinkle and drip--branches drifting..

munching a plum onthe street a paper bagof them in her handThey taste good to herThey taste goodto her. They tastegood to herYou can see it bythe way..

When I am alone I am happy.The air is cool. The sky isflecked and splashed and woundwith color. The crimson phalloiof the sassafras leaveshang..

IThis is a schoolyardcrowdedwith childrenof all ages near a villageon a small streammeandering bywhere some boysare swimmingbare-assor climbing a..

I lie here thinking of you:---the stain of loveis upon the world!Yellow, yellow, yellowit eats into the leaves,smears with saffronthe horned branched..

Mr T.bareheadedin a soiled undershirthis hair standing outon all sidesstood on his toesheels togetherarms gracefullyfor the momentcurled above his..

In the flashes and black shadowsof Julythe days, locked in each other's arms,seem stillso that squirrels and colored birdsgo about at ease overthe..

This plot of groundfacing the waters of this inletis dedicated to the living presence ofEmily Dickinson Wellcomewho was born in England; married;lost..

A day on the boulevards chosen out of ten years ofstudent poverty! One best day out of ten good ones.Berket in high spirits--"Ha, oranges! Let's have..

Her body is not so white asanemone petals nor so smooth--norso remote a thing. It is a fieldof the wild carrot takingthefield by force; the grassdoes..

An old willow with hollow branchesslowly swayed his few high gright tendrilsand sang:Love is a young green willowshimmering at the bare wood's edge.

There were some dirty platesand a glass of milkbeside her on a small tablenear the rank, disheveled bed--Wrinkled and nearly blindshe lay and..

All the complicated detailsof the attiring andthe disattiring are completed!A liquid moonmoves gently amongthe long branches.Thus having prepared..

A three-day-long rain from the east--an terminable talking, talkingof no consequence--patter, patter, patter.Hand in hand little windsblow the thin..

Old age isa flight of smallcheeping birdsskimmingbare treesabove a snow glaze.Gaining and failingthey are buffetedby a dark wind --But what?On harsh..

As the catclimbed overthe top ofthe jamclosetfirst the rightforefootcarefullythen the hindstepped downinto the pit ofthe emptyflowerpotAnonymous..

I bought a dishmop--having no daughter--for they had twistedfine ribbons of shining copperabout white twineand made a tousled headof it, fastened..

I gottabuy me a newgirdle.(I'll buyyou one) O.K.(I wishyou'd wig-gle that wayfor me,I'd bea happy man)I GOTTAwig-gle for this.(You pig)

At ten AM the young housewifemoves about in negligee behindthe wooden walls of her husband’s house.I pass solitary in my car.Then again she comes to..

Oh strong-ridged and deeply hollowednose of mine! what will you not be smelling?What tactless asses we are, you and I, boney nose,always..

The dayseye hugging the earthin August, ha! Spring isgone down in purple,weeds stand high in the corn,the rainbeaten furrowis clotted with sorreland..

They call me and I go.It is a frozen roadpast midnight, a dustof snow caughtin the rigid wheeltracks.The door opens.I smile, enter andshake off the..

If you had come away with meinto another statewe had been quiet together.But there the sun coming upout of the nothing beyond the lake wastoo low in..

I have had my dream- like others-and it has come to nothing, so thatI remain now carelesslywith feet planted on the groundand look up at the..