Spelt from Sibyl's Leaves

Earnest, earthless, equal, attuneable, | vaulty, voluminous, . . stupendous

Evening strains to be t'me's v'st, | womb-of-all, home-of-all, hearse-of-all night.

Her fond yellow hornlight wound to the west, | her wild hollow hoarlight hung to the height

Waste; her earliest stars, earl-stars, | st'rs principal, overbend us,

F're-f'aturing heaven. For earth | her being has unbound, her dapple is at an end, as- tray or aswarm, all throughther, in throngs; | self 'n self steep'd and pashed - q'ite

Disremembering, d'smembering | 'll now. Heart, you round me right

With: 'ur 'vening is over us; 'ur night | wh'lms, wh'lms, 'nd will end us.

Only the beak-leaved boughs dragonish | damask the tool-smooth bleak light; black,

Ever so black on it. 'ur tale, 'ur oracle! | L't life, w'ned, ah l't life wind

Off h'r once sk'ined stained v'ined var'ety | upon, 'll on tw' spools; p'rt, pen, p'ck

Now her 'll in tw' flocks, tw' folds - black, white; | right, wrong; reckon but, reck but, mind

But th'se two; w're of a w'rld where b't these | tw' tell, each off the 'ther; of a rack

Where, selfwrung, selfstrung, sheathe- and shelterless, | th'ughts aga'nst thoughts 'n groans gr'nd.