Poems by James Schuyler
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Tears, Oily Tears . . .
... Fear of getting bawled out by people shorter than me, ...
Poem (The day gets slowly started)
... I’ll slide down a sunslip yet, this ...
Destitute Peru
... Eat, moth-light, part and apart, slowly ...
Sweet Romanian Tongue
... “She was a rare sight, a winning wonder ...
Light Night
... 2 Stoop, dove, horrid maid, ...
The Bluet
... Unexpected as a tear when someone ...
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