Poems 1918-21, Including Three Portraits and Four Cantos
There were upon the bed no signs of a voluptuous encounter,

No signs of a second incumbent.

She continued:

“No incubus has crushed his body against me,

“Though spirits are celebrated for adultery.

“And I am going to the temple of Vesta ...”

and so on.

Since that day I have had no pleasant nights.

XI

I

THE harsh acts of your levity!

T

Many and many.

I am hung here, a scare-crow for lovers.

2

Escape! There is, O Idiot, no escape,

Flee if you like into Ranaus,

desire will follow you thither,

Though you heave into the air upon the gilded Pegasean back,

Though you had the feathery sandals of Perseus


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