July 1, 1947
Cloud Country
From the Summer 1947 Issue. How like a marriage is the season of clouds.The winds at night are festive and constellationsLike stars in a kaleidoscope dissolveAnd meet in astounding images […]
July 1, 1947
Entrance from Sleep
To wake into the afternoon for youIs a familiar gesture. Upon the eye,As dawn to the shade-embroidered fountain bringsThe young fern’s wisdom, the first world takes shapeWhere shadow and light […]
July 1, 1947
The Drowning Poet
The drowning poet hours before he drownedHad whirlpool eyes, salt at his wrists, and woreA watery emphasis. The sea was awareAs flowers at the bedside of a woundOf an imminent […]
July 1, 1947
Dancing, Joyously Dancing
And all throughout a Breughel matineeThose buxom waltzes rang. Good people, criedThe fiddler, dance! Fiddler, the dancers cried,Addressing perhaps the sun, teach us this joyThat is no more than dancing […]