Potential Titles: Alfred Kreymborg

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The start of a single step - Alfred Kreymborg "Adagio: A Duet"

That carves the will to live - Alfred Kreymborg "Credo"

When trees have lost remembrance of the leaves - Alfred Kreymborg "Crocus"

Clouds with crepe bedeck and shroud the skies - Alfred Kreymborg "Crocus"

Wedge a path of light through such black dreams - Alfred Kreymborg "Crocus"

Torrents raging down till rivers surge - Alfred Kreymborg "Crocus"

And then lead on again the universe - Alfred Kreymborg "Crocus"

Death alone has sympathy - Alfred Kreymborg "Dirge"

A breath or two against all time - Alfred Kreymborg "Dirge"

Molecules-- whose fate it is to quarrel - Alfred Kreymborg "Dust"

Discord without evolution - Alfred Kreymborg "Grasses"

Why do you play that long beautiful adagio - Alfred Kreymborg "Improvisation"

The beginning, some prelude you seek - Alfred Kreymborg "Improvisation"

There is nor hope nor mutiny in you - Alfred Kreymborg "Improvisation"

Thin flesh, narrow bones, slow blood - Alfred Kreymborg "Initials"

Down a narrow slit of the old earth - Alfred Kreymborg "Initials"

In which the sun and the moon keep their diary - Alfred Kreymborg "Old Manuscript"

A linguist more learned than Father Wisdom - Alfred Kreymborg "Old Manuscript"

A visionary more clairvoyant than Mother Dream - Alfred Kreymborg "Old Manuscript"

To feel it, one must be an apostle - Alfred Kreymborg "Old Manuscript"

A hope worth flying to - Alfred Kreymborg "Peasant"

You are an unspeakable adjective - Alfred Kreymborg "Poetry"

While bounding and tumbling and rolling here - Alfred Kreymborg "Stones"

Suffering carves smoothness which cannot cut any longer - Alfred Kreymborg "Stones"

Mad parties between you and me - Alfred Kreymborg "Those Everlasting Blues"

Sad parties between us two - Alfred Kreymborg "Those Everlasting Blues"

Dragging what's left of me to my lonely room in the blue - Alfred Kreymborg "Those Everlasting Blues"

Ringing the doorbell for one more party for two - Alfred Kreymborg "Those Everlasting Blues"

A long glad lifelong spree with me myself - Alfred Kreymborg "Those Everlasting Blues"

In the top branches, quizzing the sky - Alfred Kreymborg "The Tree"

Those crazy things that fooled me all those years - Alfred Kreymborg "Under Glass"

An insignificant harmony or dissonance - Alfred Kreymborg "Under Glass"


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