«God 3 O, there’s no fastening him / To your symbols and cares! / He slips through the least chink, / Like the sveltest gymnast... By drawbridges and / Migratory flocks, / By telegraph poles / God — escapes us. O, there’s no schooling him / To stay and accept fate! / In the ...»
«About Factories 1 They stand in the laborer’s shadow / As smoke-blackened blocks. / The curls of a moving heaven / Toss now above their soot. Into the lonely vapor of a tea-room / A greasy peaked-cap shuffles. / These outskirts’ last smokestack, / A final trumpet, clamors for just...»
«That Castalian current, / Reciprocity, is not blocked! / By correspondence: beyond my eye / Lies, a larger reality. Beyond calling, beyond seeing / Like a certain long la / Between my mouth and temptation / A mile of distance... Blessed are the longitudes, / The latitudes of oblivion...»
«Wait for me, I will return. / Wait for all you’re worth. / Wait, when sulphurous rains they burn / Snuffing out all mirth, / Wait, as drifting snow it drops, / Wait, when heat’s too much. / Wait, when wait for others stops, / Past has lost its clutch. / Wait, when from that dista...»