I am sleeping, and dreaming, and wandering along
they sit with their wives all day in the sun,
XX. To the Pole
watching calisthenics from the grandstands.
Is the moon to grow
Like theirs ends? From what distant point of vision
Columbuses or Gamas, ever pass,
Set on that tomb in the eternal night;
Although December's frost killed the winter crop,
As if your human shape were what the storm
Will sound, then the Lord's face will luminesce
III. Earliest Recorded Northern Explorers: The Greeks and the Vikings
Unreadable from behind—they are well down
will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus.
Of meaning like these—the world created by
Green lilac buds appear that won't survive
Appear to lift up from the lake;
The winter road from the St. Simeon farm
One flash of eye, or blow one clarion-blast;