The vast exalted sky
blasting through the tight tainted venues
...
In late year retrospect,
half night suggests,
beyond Darlington junction,
...
Bayou,
a vague haven
where the sky trembles
when howls the shadow man.
...
The Canal bares its emerald scales in the pale leftovers of the day.
By the waterside the Faubourg rooftop, sharp mansard shadow against the dusk, shelters the spreading crowd,
...
The season finally slumps
and in the tender light behind the pane,
tired glances over swirling glasses-
...
Here by night,
the sky shines in ghostly ways-
gray veils slither high,
cover up the city
...
By the window,
a child wakes from the light.
Stirring on his mattress,
he watches the walls of his room
...