Sunday, January 25, 1987
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Away, my songs, must we go
To reach out into its own vanishing
I. Arctic Scenery
Blurring the terrain,
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,
II. Quest and Conquest
Close at the end of distance the two Chose
marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroached
XX. To the Pole
Unreadable from behind—they are well down
Columbuses or Gamas, ever pass,
X. The British Attack on the Arctic
and the numbed yards will go back undercover.
They tear apart the mist, it is as though,
Side of the painting, the world of that wise, white,
VIII. Russia: The Great Northern Expedition
Oh, I know. The snow. The effective snow
Preface to the 1948 Edition
Dismal, endless plain—
To reach out into its own vanishing
I. Arctic Scenery
Blurring the terrain,
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,
II. Quest and Conquest
Close at the end of distance the two Chose
marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroached
XX. To the Pole
Unreadable from behind—they are well down
Columbuses or Gamas, ever pass,
X. The British Attack on the Arctic
and the numbed yards will go back undercover.
They tear apart the mist, it is as though,
Side of the painting, the world of that wise, white,
VIII. Russia: The Great Northern Expedition
Oh, I know. The snow. The effective snow
Preface to the 1948 Edition
Dismal, endless plain—
