Nothing was remembered, nothing fo… When we awoke, wagons were passing… The window-sills were wet from rai… Birds scattered and settled over c… As among grotesque trees.

It is yourself you seek In a long rage, Scanning through light and darknes… Mirrors, the page, Where should reflected be

Here, in the withered arbor, like… Straight sides, carven knees, Stands the statue, with hands flun… Or remonstrances. Over the lintel sway the woven bra…

Beautiful, my delight, Pass, as we pass the wave. Pass, as the mottled night Leaves what it cannot save, Scattering dark and bright.

What body can be ploughed, Sown, and broken yearly? But she would not die, she vowed, But she has, nearly. Sing, heart sing;

Tender and insolent, Beware. Within this lies, When little more is spent, The crowded tears of the eyes, Naked astonishment.

Up from the bronze, I saw Water without a flaw Rush to its rest in air, Reach to its rest, and fall. Bronze of the blackest shade,

She has no need to fear the fall Of harvest from the laddered reach Of orchards, nor the tide gone ebb… From the steep beach. Nor hold to pain’s effrontery

At midnight tears Run in your ears.

Now that I know How passion warms little Of flesh in the mould, And treasure is brittle,— I’ll lie here and learn

Women have no wilderness in them, They are provident instead, Content in the tight hot cell of t… To eat dusty bread. They do not see cattle cropping re…

My voice, not being proud Like a strong woman’s, that cries Imperiously aloud That death disarm her, lull her— Screams for no mourning color

Who, in the dark, has cast the har… This is no journey to a land we kn… The autumn night receives us, hoar… Storm flakes with roaring foam the… Sodden with summer, stupid with it…

The cold remote islands And the blue estuaries Where what breathes, breathes The restless wind of the inlets, And what drinks, drinks

I came here, being stricken, stumb… At last from streets; the sun, dec… For days, the time being the last… The thickets not yet stark, but qu… With tiny colors, like some brush…