What if he had known Wurtelbach since the days when they had a tent in the back yard and played Old Maid if it rained?
January 1923
My dear Mrs. Wurtelbach
par Kenneth Burke
Karintha
par Jean Toomer
Her skin is like dusk on the eastern horizon, O can't you see it, O can't you see it, Her skin is like dusk on the eastern horizon . . . When the sun goes down.
Maya art
par George Sacken
There is in the American Museum of Natural History, a room devoted to Maya art.
The house of Conover
par Robert Alden Sanborn
There was consternation in the house of Price Conover.
Pursuit
par Matthew Josephson
I sang in the morning, having arisen, a song-bird, from my dreamless sleep amid the shadows of the abyss.
Nigger
par Margaret Evans
The destruction of Tenochtitlan
par William Carlos Williams
Symposium
Fugitives
par Charles Galwey
The vulgarized sea persists the symbol of futility confronted with ironies.
Wear
par Gertrude Stein
The springs of guilty song
par Hart Crane
Hymen
par Marianne Moore
Dr. Mahaffy says in his essay "The Principles of the Art of Conversation," that artificiality is an evidence of some kind of dishonesty.
