«And water? A moment – clear... / A moment – circles, mottled, fish... / Just so thought! Here she is... / But she is – the depths, / Entered with trepidation.»
«Above the grass little moth – / A flower, self-propelled flower.... / Just so I: into wind – death – / above me – a stem – / I fly by as a moth.»
«Your eyes' deep bluishness / odored into my soul like the wind : / My soul with you has endawned... / Thus with a suspended twitter / across into the blue she fluttered.»
«1 As there is no inventor, / Who by drafting a machine, / Had not imagined his creation / To ennoble humans, / There is no machine / That did not bring the world / The most misery / And the new kinds of enslavement! 2 While human hand had pushed the lever, / And waters / Spined ...»