Argomento: English poems

If half my heart is here, doctor, the other half is in China with the army flowing toward the Yellow…

there is this fellow in the Netherlands who sends me photos of Celine and boxes of marvelous cigars. well, I…

No longer mourn for me when I am dead Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to…

escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly…

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river, you can hear the boats go by you can stay…

not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose, he was a young man […]

Do not look for him In brittle mountain streams: They are too cold for any god; And do not examine…

The sun setting. The lawns on fire. The lost day, the lost light. Why do I love what fades? […]

As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street, The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat.…

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January17, 1956. I can’t stand…