Here silence flowering and moves
Heavy ship soul,
And wind, obedient dog, Licking
Little duck reeds.
Here in the backwater celebrate Desire
Their results ships.
And sweet quiet ignorance of
On the distant murmur of the earth.
Here are easily formed and Dumas
I give my poems,
And languid meet their noise
Rivers consonants jet.
AND, languidly drooping lashes,
You, girls, verses read,
As from page to page
In what drew cranes.
And every sound is your hint
And the inexpressible - every verse.
And you loved to broader
Prostor light of my rhymes.
And each ever heard
And never forget,
As hugging, kissing,
As she sang quiet water.
October 1906
