One day people will touch and talk… And loving be natural as breathing… And people will untie themselves,… Unfold and yawn and stretch and sp… Unfurl, uncurl like seaweed return…

Under the lips and limbs, the embr… Under the sharp circumference, the… Under the fence of shadows, Is something I am seeking; Under the faces a face,

Stairs fly as straight as hawks; Or else in spirals, curve out of c… At a ledge to poise their wings be… Stairs sway at the height of their… Like a melody in Tristan;

We expected the violin’s finger on… Its importunate cry, too laxly cur… And you drew us an oboe-outline, c… Unadorned statement, accurately ca… We expected the screen, the backgr…

Cats no less liquid than their sha… Offer no angles to the wind. They slip, diminished, neat throug… Less than themselves; will not be… To rules or routes for journeys; c…

Bells overbrim with sound And spread from cupolas Out through the shaking air Endless unbreaking circles Cool and clear as water.

Climb, claim your shelf-room, far Packed from inquisitive moon And cold contagious stars. Lean out, but look no longer, No further, than to stir

If a man says half himself in the… Way a tune shakes into equilibrium… Or approximates to a note that nev… Says half himself in the way two p… Flow to each other and softly sepa…

The birch tree in winter Leaning over the secret pool Is Narcissus in love With the slight white branches, The slim trunk,

Light’s patterns freeze: Frost on our faces. Light’s pollen sifts Through the lids of our eyes... Light sinks and rusts

Within the church The solemn priests advance, And the sunlight, stained by the h… Dyes a yet richer red the scarlet… And the scarlet robes of the young…

Ice-cold fear has slowly decreased As my bones have grown, my height… Though I shiver in snow of dreams… Freeze again in a noonday terror. I shall never break, my sinews cru…

Wouldn’t you say, Wouldn’t you say: one day, With a little more time or a littl… Disentangle for separate, delibera… One of the moment’s hundred strand…

In love’s dances, in love’s dances One retreats and one advances, One grows warmer and one colder, One more hesitant, one bolder. One gives what the other needed

The tube lift mounts, sap in a stem, And blossoms its load, a black, untidy rose. The fountain of the escalator