1808
Listen
To the silence to be
In the unmarked score of stillness.
The sweeter unheard's
Partner ecstasy
Is shorter than time,
And longer too.

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1800
Look:
A swift's wings
At once serve its desire
And make addition to my name;
Such flights unpurposed
Arc in the air in an eye
That will unnature
Nature's sky and motion
To the height of a separate resolution
For one memory's estate.

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The interior voice does go on
With every hour's mismeasure
Of the names of things.
Mayhap if in a space
That itself speaks is this self-voice
Still for another's season,
Right-angled to the world.

1789