I cannot make amends
There is no way
I have searched my brain
And the by-ways of my soul
...
Too soon gone into
something else,
Too quick-silver
Sliding, gone
...
When you look low enough
And high enough
Turn clear from the East to the West
And then from the West to the East
...
Not in a book on the shelf
nor in yourself look
Smoldering words
...
Not a winged glance that
Slantwise sheds
Perfume in passing
And is gone
...
Be it a raindropp small
Be it a sunlit hall
Be it a waterfall
Be it a songbirds call
...
How can I give life to you
Whose secret heart I never knew?
The laments I drew
Were Scraps and seeming,
...
Life is a tiger a terrible beast....
a terrible beast who will
shred you up and eat you up
...
Dream.....
End of a dream.....
Where do you stand
at the end of
...