But this is not the field the soldiers took with so few losses.
   Prophets never stop
beside the well sprung from the garden hose. A snake has

Adam and Eve preferred the Tree of Good
and Evil to the fruits of infinity,
says Edward Dahlberg. Gustav Janouch observes

Everything springs from nothing, then is thrust,
face forward, to infinity, declared
Pascal. To get to know the infinite,

What will be the last book
I read? Woolf s finest work,
the only one I shunned?

—Where to, Doctor? Cemetery?
—Yes, my friend, making my grave rounds. Our mother’s there,
my brother too, and the wife’s niece, buried last year,

You think me evil? I think so of you.
Before you captured me I was the queen
of Goths, and there I was no lady, but

Call it a lack;
Lacking the ability
To stop at a certitude,

There stands death, a bluish distillate
in a cup without a saucer. Such a strange
place to find a cup: standing on

Oh the losses into the All, Marina, the stars that are falling!
We can’t make it larger, wherever we fling ourselves, to whatever
star we may go! In the Whole, all things are already numbered.

Now shall I praise the cities, those long-surviving
(I watched them in awe) great constellations of earth.
For only in praising is my heart still mine, so violently