Spelt from Sibyl’s Leaves

  • Spelt from Sibyl’s Leaves

  • Earnest, earthless, equal, attuneable, | vaulty, voluminous, . .stupendous
  • Evening strains to be tíme’s vást, | 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, | stárs principal, overbend us,
  • Fíre-féaturing heaven.   For earth | her being has unbound, her dapple is at an end, as-
  • tray or aswarm, all throughther, in throngs; | self ín self steepèd and pashed—qúite
  • Disremembering, dísmembering | àll now.   Heart, you round me right
  • With: Óur évening is over us; óur night | whélms, whélms, ánd will end us.
  • Only the beak-leaved boughs dragonish | damask the tool-smooth bleak light; black,
  • Ever so black on it.   Óur tale, óur oracle! | Lét life, wáned, ah lét life wind
  • Off hér once skéined stained véined varíety | upon, áll on twó spools; párt, pen, páck
  • Now her áll in twó flocks, twó folds—black, white; | right, wrong; reckon but, reck but, mind
  • But thése two; wáre of a wórld where bút these | twó tell, each off the óther; of a rack
  • Where, selfwrung, selfstrung, sheathe- and shelterless, | thóughts agaínst thoughts ín groans grínd.