PRIMACY
FEATURELESS grey-white cloud
Wrapping the earth in a shroud,
Muting the foam-lilt tune
Of sea-bewitching moon.
Silence sprung from no womb.
Gathered about with gloom
And un shape of Not-Being,
Glimpse less to mortal seeing.
Un transitory Beam
Behind earth-shapes that seem ;
Shore to the last dim wave :
Death's ultimate grave.
October 18, 1934.
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