It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs.

Nomad Exquisite

As the immense dew of Florida Brings forth The big-finned palm And green vine angering for life,

As the immense dew of Florida Brings forth hymn and hymn From the beholder, Beholding all these green sides And gold sides of green sides,

And blessed mornings, Meet for the eye of the young alligator, And lightning colors So, in me, come flinging Forms, flames, and the flakes of flames.

Tea

When the elephant’s-ear in the park Shrivelled in frost, And the leaves on the paths Ran like rats, Your lamp-light fell On shining pillows, Of sea-shades and sky-shades, Like umbrellas in Java.

To the Roaring Wind

What syllable are you seeking, Vocalissimus, In the distances of sleep? Speak it.

THE END

Transcriber’s Notes

• Italics represented with _underscores_.

• Obvious typographic errors silently corrected.

• New original cover art included with this eBook is granted to the public domain.