Big buttons, cornets : the advance --
A stimulant for an old beast --
Filling her compact & delicious body --
'The prisoner of Shark Island' with Paul Muni --
There were strange gatherings --
The secret of the wisdom --
The glories of the world --
The greens of the Ganges delta --
My mother has your shotgun --
Three around the Old Gentleman. His malice. The Russian grin. Goodbye, sir --
If we sang in the wood --
Tell it to the forest fire --
April Fool's Day, or, St. Mary of Egypt --
He yelled at me in Greek --
He lay in the middle of the world --
In a state of chortle sin --
Henry's Meditation in the Kremlin --
That dark-brown rabbit --
Room 231 : the forth week --
Welcome, grinned Henry --
Three 'coons come at his garbage --
She mentioned 'worthless' --
It was the blue & plain ones --
My framework is broken --
Or Amy Vladeck or Riva Freifeld --
Through the forest, followed --
Disturbed, when Henry's love --
He wondered : Do I love? --
Fresh-shaven, past months --
He published his girl's bottom --
Dapples my floor the eastern sun --
Behold I bring you tidings --
Again, his friend's death --
A hemorrhage of his left ear --
Green grieves the prince --
One was down on the Mass --
The animal moment, when --
These lovely motions of the air --
Henry's mind grew blacker --
This world is gradually --
Flagrant his young male beauty --
I can't get him out of my mind --
Being almost ready now --
Panic & shock, together --
Draw on your resources --
I have strained everything --
Your face broods from my table --
In mem. : R. P. Blackmur --
Buoyant, chockful of stories --
There is a swivelly grace --
There is a kind of undetermined hair --
The doomed young envy the old --
Henry's friend's throat --
If all must hurt at once --
I see now all these deaths --
I am interested & amazed --
Henry, weak at keyboard music --
His mother wrote good news --
Henry lay cold & golden --
Mr. Blackmur, what are the holy cities --
With relief to public action --
Which brandished goddess --
Fortune gave him to know --
I poured myself out thro' my tips --
It was a difficult crime --
It's wonderful the way --
Lonely in his great age --
Pereant qui ante nos nostra dixerunt --
The Father of the Mill --
They laid their hands on Henry --
There are voices, voices --
They work not well on all --
When in the flashlights' flare --
Henry's Programme for God --
Air with thought thick --
Father being the loneliest word --
Calamity Jane lies very still --
Flaps, on winter's first day --
Mrs. Thomas, Mrs. Harris --
My twin, the nameless one --
The thunder & the flaw --
Scarlatti spurts his wit --
Tides of dreadful creation --
Restless, as once in love --
You couldn't bear to grow old --
I don't know one damned butterfly --
Henry, absent on parade --
It's lovely just here now --
Shrouded the great stars --
So Henry's enemy's lost --
A best word across a void --
The Irish sky is raining --
What gall had he in him --
Cold & golden . . . The forest tramped --
Three in heaven I hope --
The Danish priest has horns --
An Instructions to critics --
Fallen leaves & litter --
I have moved to Dublin --
The Irish sunshine is lovely but --
Penniless, ill, abroad --
My mother threw a tantrum --
Steps almost unfamiliar --
O land of Connolly & Pearse --
I gave my love a cookie --
Churchill was ever-active --
An elegy for W. C. W., the lovely man --
My right food being colder --
Freud was some wrong about dreams --
I write with my stomach --
The twiss is a tidy bundle --
Thrums up from nowhere --
In his complex investigations --
The mind is incalculable --
According to the Annals --
The secret is not praise --
Fan-mail from foreign countries --
Another directory form to be corrected --
Henry's very rich American friends --
The great Bosch in the Prado --
Animal Henry sat reading --
These massacres of the superior peoples --
The only people in the world --
Slattery's, in Ballsbridge --
Henry's pride in his house --
In sleep, of a heart attack --
The universe has gifted me --
Chilled in this Irish pub --
At a gallop through his gates --
Drum Henry out, called some --
The beating of a horse --
From the French hospital in New York, 901 --
It brightens with power --