FOREIGN 35 A PRELUDE 36 HISTORY 37 WINTER QUIET 42 DAWN 42 GOOD NIGHT 43 DANSE RUSSE 44 PORTRAIT OF A WOMAN IN BED 45 VIRTUE 47 CONQUEST 49 PORTRAIT OF A YOUNG MAN WITH A BAD HEART 49 KELLER GEGEN DOM 50 SMELL 52 BALLET 52 SYMPATHETIC PORTRAIT OF A CHILD 54 THE OGRE 55 RIPOSTE 56 THE OLD MEN 57 PASTORAL 57 SPRING STRAINS 58 TREES 59 A PORTRAIT IN GREYS 60 INVITATION 61 DIVERTIMIENTO 62 JANUARY MORNING 62 TO A SOLITARY DISCIPLE 67 DEDICATION FOR A PLOT OF GROUND 69 K. MCB. 70 LOVE SONG 71 THE WANDERER 75 AL QUE QUIERE! SUB TERRA Where shall I find you, you my grotesque fellows that I seek everywhere to make up my band? None, not one with the earthy tastes I require; the burrowing pride that rises subtly as on a bush in May. Where are you this day, you my seven year locusts with cased wings? Ah my beauties how I long--! That harvest that shall be your advent-- thrusting up through the grass, up under the weeds answering me, _that_ shall be satisfying! The light shall leap and snap that day as with a million lashes! Oh, I have you; yes you are about me in a sense: playing under the blue pools that are my windows,-- but they shut you out still, there in the half light. For the simple truth is that though I see you clear enough you are not there! It is not that--it is you, you I want! --God, if I could fathom the guts of shadows!