Dark incomprehensible woman suddenly Stept down beside me out of a place of green leaves Lovely as an Eastern queen in dawning's jewelry Youth she was and fine though older than a million eaves. Once with her long white fingers touched my shoulder, I did not move. In a great moment out-stretching time I stood. And somewhere deep down in my dream rose an older Seer weaving a frock for Truth from broken threads of rhyme.
§ Marked: ‘1930 Unpublished’