I wanted you, nameless Woman of t… No wraith, but utterly—as still mo… The Southern Cross takes night And lifts her girdles from her, on… High, cool,

Whose counted smile of hours and d… I know as spectrum of the sea and… Vastly now parting gulf on gulf of… Whose circles bridge, I know, (fr… Chilled albatross’s white immutabi…

You who desired so much—in vain to… Yet fed you hunger like an endless… Dared dignify the labor, bless the… Achieved that stillness ultimately… Being, of all, least sought for:…

Yes, I being the terrible puppet of my dreams,… lavish this on you– the dense mine of the orchid, spli… And the fingernails that cinch suc…

Meticulous, past midnight in clear… Infrangible and lonely, smooth as… Together in one merciless white bl… The bay estuaries fleck the hard s… —As if too brittle or too clear to…

Regard the capture here, 0 Janus-… As double as the hands that twist… Such eves at search or rest you ca… Reciting pain or glee, how can you… Twin shadowed halves: the breaking…

The willows carried a slow sound, A sarabande the wind mowed on the… I could never remember That seething, steady leveling of… Till age had brought me to the sea…

I met a man in South Street, tall… a nervous shark tooth swung on his… His eyes pressed through green gla… —green glasses, or bar lights made… so—

The bell-rope that gathers God at… Dispatches me as though I dropped… Of a spent day - to wander the cat… From pit to crucifix, feet chill o… Have you not heard, have you not s…

There are no stars tonight But those of memory. Yet how much room for memory there… In the loose girdle of soft rain. There is even room enough