They say the heathen and heraldry iris
is the lotus, martigan-lily,
magenta, purple - do I blaspheme ?

cowering under the rain,
I think of the hot sand,
and call and call again

Bar-Isis, Paris ;
I call Paris, Paris,
not to the Greek

nor to the courtly suitor of Verona
"where we lay our scene",
though Verona is not far,

now I walk into you,
Do you - Venice -
you are my whole estate.

V
Venice - Venus ?
this must be my stance, brushed
my station; though you aside

my verse,
I can't get away from it,
I've tried to ;

true, it was fascinating ...
if you can stand its preciousness,
you wrote of what I wrote ;

why must I write ?
you would not care for this,
but She (Venice-Venus) draws th'airail aside,

unbinds my eyes,
commands,
write, write or die.

VI
This is my new prayer ;
I pray to you ?
Paris Bar-Isis ? to Osiris ?

or to Isis-self, Egyptian flower,
Notre Dame - do you ever go there ?
the stones hold secrets ;

they tell us vibration was brought over
by ancient alchemists ;
Our Lady keeps tryst,

she commands with her sceptre,
( is this the first door ? )
and the Child champions us ;

bid me not despair,
Child of the ancient heierarchy ...
and you to-day.

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XI.

It is heart,
this no-salt, they say,
you might go at any moment,
but that might be said of any of us,
so I must stand apart, keep away;
an intimate of my youth,

a poet wrote,
So slow is the rose to open,
so I contemplate these words

and the Latin dedication,
and would decipher my own fate;
I know the poet that I speak of

wouldn't hesitate,
perhaps humility is more becoming
in a woman;

la rose est la fleur du creuset,
and the creuset is the crucible
that I called a flat dish when I wrote (III),

I would enter your senses
through burnt resin
and pine cones.

XII
... but I must finish what I have begun
the tall god standing
where the race as run;

did the pine cones in the flat dish
light an sort of Olympic torch ?
my fever, favour was for one not born

when I wrote this;
the Red-Roses-for-Bronze
roses were for an abstraction;

now with like favour, with fever,
I offer them to a reality;
the constant comes through you
ecstasy

but goes on;
the torch was lit from another before you,
and another and another before that,

but quite simply we find the source,
you were in those who went before,
with those who come after.

## XIII

We leave the old bronze doors, 1257,
for another bronze, 1960,
I am thinking of the young athlete

with the spear, the poised javelin
as I saw him in the Decathlon star in a picture,
U.S.

there is living bronze there,
the vibration of sun, desperate endeavour,
ambition, achievement, simplicity,

sheer strength reaching sublimity,
goodness that we might emulate,
(I might, at any rate),

"I like people,
I want to be the best to do all I can to help them,
in whatever little way I can,"

we can not compete
but perhaps we meet somewhere ;
I with my seven-string lyre,

seem helpless, effete,
but there is Olympia, Delphi not far,
sublimation, recognition,

the very aspect of the Decathlon
slays desperation, as long ago (to-day)
Helios slays the Python.

## XIV

So my Red Roses for Bronze (1930)
bring me to this day, a prophecy,
so these lyrics that would only embarrass you,

perhaps reach further into the future;
if it took 30 years for my Red Roses for Bronze
to find the exact image, the shrine,

of a pedestal, perhaps in 30 years,
the complexity of life's whole complexity will be annulled,
when this reddest rose unfolds ;

I won't be here,
probably you won't, but I won't either;
in the meantime, there is beauty and valour

in these contests and passionate excitement as well,
and who was I to shrug and pass them by?
perhaps it was my "preciousness",

as you called it, the XXthXXthXXth, not XXthXXth
but that was long ago,
before last April,

and before last May
when you came so late, in a strange place,
with others there.

II

2

I read of initiations, adepts, neophites,
masters and imperators,
but this isn't it,

nor angels' names, nor right or wrong,
nor intricate sentiers or paths,
its that you write,

even that I have written ;
what is miraculous ? I don't know,
it just happened ,

it wasn't that I was accepted
by the State, the Office, the Assembly,
but by you ;

it has taken some time
to realize the implication ,
and much came between,

and whatever happened
is too simple to be written ;
if I had hidden as I wanted to ,

fearing acclaim,
I wouldn't have met you ;
I do not disregard the others,

and there is nothing visionary
or ecstatic here,
only recognition ;

your mind's thought and range
exceeds mine
out of all proportion,

and indeed your words are esoteric
and difficult enough sometimes,
exhausted by the whirlwind,

but
the storm of your poem's dimension,
I am the more stricken when as a gift proffered,

you grant a moment's breathing-space,
gette grace, par instants
and a dahlia blang, that snow-owl.

V

5

Is remembrance chiefly a matter
of twig, leaf, grass, stone ?
that is as far as I see,
but twig, grass, stone,
a light silt of sand
is part of Aegina, the island,
are
and the island is herself, is here;
Hygiea, the goddess of health,
"feeding a serpent from a cup",

small, intimate, not so august
as the Athenian Parthenos,
Athene Hygiea is our near,

personal patroness ;
I scrape a small pine-cone
from the sparse sea-grass

that shows separate salt-spikes
in the dry sand-drift,
I need not turn my head

to assure myself of the sea-ledge,
it is indented like a shell ;
I know this, since I came here

before everything was over,
and before I realized an intimacy,
near as the air.

VI

6.

I breathe the aloes, the acacia
of your senses, tropic red spike,
trumpet flowers, indigo petal-drift

of your remembrance,
and in xamx**p promesse**d'ilex your promesse d'iles,
there was perhaps oxenoxh, exaxxaxxx.

no such place as this,
which through antithesis,
may share super-abundance,

your phospherescent inter-play
of gold-flecked or of rainbow-fish,
draws me to the weedy inlet

of my / remembrance,
and a rock-bay stark as this,
and only small crabs

and a crab-net;
sea-lavender- coriander?
no, these are camomile-daisies

that I crush as I reach out,
Arabian-gum fragrance ?
no, that was the xxxxxxxx amber-beads
that

I remember on the cherry-bark,
and the sticky pine-bark,
and sassafras-bark that we bit on,

and some dusty butter-and-eggs
(wild snap-dragon)
in a hot lane;

these are not here,
but I cherish my XXXXX personal treasures,
now that I discover

how different yours are;
we meet in antitheses;
no need to speak, to heed oxenoxhxxx one another.

XIV

Where, where, where, do I go ?

I know the way, but my step is uncertain,
if I gain humainty again ;

I can not cling indcently to your aloes,
your palm-trees , or can I ?
is physical weakness indecent ?

it seems so when I think of Bar-Isis,
that Memnon in the desert ;
were his words ironical ?

you look well, he said,

and those were the last words, he said ;
when I saw him in a strange place

with others there ; he would write, he said,
and I answered and waited for xxxxxxxx another letter,
but apparently, it was over ;

he was not quite xxxxx 40,

I was over 70., so I read your chronique again ;

I would recall your Istar, Baal or another,

and again, let humanity go ;

arrogant, impudent, I won't stop,
I won't look under me ;

to
the unfathomable belongs xxxxx you,
sand, dune, heap and mound,
continent, empire; I pass winged fish

and stark metiers of fish-shoals ;

I need never speak, I am as unimportant to them there
as I was in the upper air ;

Aegina begot me, yes,

you and the Grove are there ,
but I must track down this Asmodel,

Paris, Bar-Isis; I must creep into his cavern,
beat my hand on his breast,

xxx his heart to this instant ...
wake

II

IIX

XVI

23

How wonderful to strike my breast
and cry, "I have sinned, I have sinned,"
but you, Seigneur, won't permit this -;

darting straight like fire,
I remember your Baal, your Istar,
my bones remember ;

where am I going ?
you named Memnon,
he sang, did he, in the sun,

the first sun-ray ... swift, swift,
be swift to come, the first of a million,
one the million-million sun-rays,
of
one must xxxfixxx strike first,
let me be that one ;
now there is one note ;

out of the sea, over the sand,
a symbol, obelisk, no man,
Memnon, Bar-isis, son of xxxxxx Dawn.

XVII
Maid Dieu se tait dans le quantième -
what do you mean,
what do you mean, Seigneur ?

is there an inch in the square,
or a million-million miles,
its equivalent in the outer sphere,

where God keeps quiet ?
but I am not God,
this is a nervous invective,

I haven't got there to your quantième,
which I read quatrième,
but I don't understand, anyway.

["XVIII", "Seigneur, it is no good,\nyour perfection carried me along,\nbut its gone ; not your incomparable challenge", "to time - time - time -\nyour sequence of invocations,\nyour magnificent rythms ;", "you showed me how I could cling\nto a Grek rock and how I cold slide away,\nbut did you show me how I could come back", "to ordinary time-sequence ,\nneither insect, reptile\nnor illimitable sun-ray ?", "I want my old habit,\nI want to x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x

Hermetic Definition

Part III

Star of Day.

I

I

So at last I find Asmodel,
the second of the genies zodiacaux,
to whom one may cry,

exhaussez mon incantation, m'a prière ... raise up, lift up, receive my recognition, and this at last, with no reservation,

right, left? xximuxxximux

win, loose ?

for you are dead ;

They say, Sais brought forth the Star of Day,
at midnight when the shadows are most dense,
the nights longest and most desperate,

it was Plutarch spoke of Sais ...

we know KIMXXXXXIXKIMXXXXKMEX the rest, KXIXX Cybele (Atys), Notre Dame ;

(Isis)

was Sais a capitol of upper Egypt,
on the Delta ? I don't know,
at any rate, Sais, what have you done ?

what has the word done ?

you include but in small grandeur,
the whole circle of the sun.

["28", "IV.", "Then I turned to another,\nformal and external,", 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VII

... only an end to the whole adventure.
it stops here,
I wrote in Academe,

but it had to go on the full time,
an emotional seizure ?
ecstasy ? fantasy ? insanity ?

no matter, it brought me back to the room
where we had first talked together ;
it was informal and friendly,

only when I had no letter ,
I felt cast out, I was thrown away,
and to recover identity,

I wrote this poem furiously,
I was in a fever, you were lost,
just as I had found you,

but I went on, I had to go on,
the writing was the embrio,
the conception.

VIII
Now you are born
and its all over,
will you leave me alone ?

whether you have gone to archangels and lovers
or to infernal adventures,
I don't know,

I only know,
this room contains me,
it is enough for me,

there is always an end;
now I draw my nun-grey about me
and know adequately,

the reddest rose,
the unalterable law ...
Night brings the Day.