INDEX

INDEX was published in 2021 by zimZalla, you can find out more about it and buy it here.

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place a tea wagon at one end of the earth
In times like these, perform the can-can
look Think of a number
From off your table take the right sort of books
What's the idea this time?
I would like to thank Van Gogh for the tap on the nut
cut up potatoes for soup
Pretend you lived before
poetry can be produced in a dark cupboard
The old woman had a cocky air
I'm thinking of the man
You have turmoils
the close-packed clouds play the guitar
make one little pile of haunting sadness
remember a pleasant materialistic painter.
Start by using a crumpled paper towel
The young grey squirrel
I Try to conceal my tender gifts
mother is very proud of her large stone intellect
A gondola rowed by a lone ghost
another nicely behaved snake
cold and cruel newspaper reports
the humble noble apple
self-consciously picturesque
hearing the devil
in the dooming times of retreat
fly over the lawn at dusk.
Why not Make a large, flat, decorative wall map?
smooth and important
call a spade an immense chandelier children
artists all over the world
He laid his damp palm on the frozen face of nature
the dead man sat alone in the library
Br-r-r-r, it's cold outside-
the King of their city was a ghool;
a sensible girl witnessing the integration of the bride
you are in an orchard, Some time after midnight
long-dead She rose
I should like to show you
the mist-enveloped landscape
we went to the country
good luck London
Let us construct a typical London at noon
no actual tabletop cooking is involved
A hat should give you a feeling
I used to go and comb the mountains
after sundown
be shy of the coffee
families with low incomes are buying
make an experiment
an isolated queen woke up
The problem of the day-by-day fondue hostess
you ask me why I'm depressed!
Here we go
Another jerk dictates the gin-sodden gabble of the town
Tired of working in the kitchen?
For Heaven's Sake
dreaming of the golden days darling.
This is a tremendous screaming opportunity
Blend the entire sky with feelings of anger and sadness
my money has a firm handshake
If you have a big fat turkey cock
Are you gilt furniture in the slanting sunlight?
refine your picture-gallery
in a world
deeply constant are the feelings In the little cup
There's nothing like four rather vain attics
black stone, NOTES black gloves
You will need a watery sun.
I don't want to go into the details
across the city for a day and a night
how was one to get used to SCHOOL?
women should never wear chopped ham or blotted paper
a solid-hearted lettuce has a trifling mind
run, jump, you are approaching a divinity.
gentian-spangled sugar and shaky experience
trouble with false hearted lovers
sleep off the brandy, speak the truth
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