Subtle, clever brain, wiser than I am,
by what devious means do you contrive
to remian idle? Teach me, O master.
by what devious means do you contrive
to remian idle? Teach me, O master.

1883 - 1963/Male/AmericanA physician, painter and poet closely associated with modernism and imagism.
View profile & all 43 Poems / StoriesI feel the caress of my own fingerson my own neck as I place my collar
In passing with my mindon nothing in the worldbut the right of way
Ecstatic bird songs poundthe hollow vastness of the sky
Pink confused with whiteflowers and flowers reversed
Of deaththe barber