XVIII. The Northeast and Northwest Passages
Bronze the sky, with no
Are muffled into silence that refuses
Gray the cloud-like oaks
Still has to be intoned, as in a lonely
Comes up with as a means to its own end.
And off the white smoke swims
In Florida, it's strawberry season—
Of meaning like these—the world created by
So you can watch me watch uplifted snow
Absurdly, my eyes can only see the arc
Covering the land—
Preface to the 1948 Edition
Your red cheeks radiant against the wind,
Looms in the air, deliberate and slow,
Before those virile women!
trainer flips young alligators over on their backs,
That images of roads, whether composed
Green lilac buds appear that won't survive