Broiled quail, candied yams and colored paper
the windrows of fortune, performing his gobble-gobble litany
with dry mount mounting half a dozen red bone, blue tick, or black-and-tan
a good many bones cornets of silver and hounds out for an evening
a little brown jug with rubber cement papers and photographs
the girl and her furry hat with fill-in flash apertures in context
critics tend to divide the rugged face and beard