To conjugate infinity’s dim marge—
Anew..!
But first, here at this height receive
The benediction of the shell’s deep, sure reprieve!
Lead-perforated fuselage, escutcheoned wings
Lift agonized quittance, tilting from the invisible brink
Now eagle-bright, now
quarry-hid, twist-
-ing, sink with
Enormous repercussive list-
-ings down
Giddily spiralled
gauntlets, upturned, unlooping
In guerrilla sleights, trapped in combustion gyr-
Ing, dance the curdled depth
down whizzing
Zodiacs, dashed
(now nearing fast the Cape!)
down gravitation’s
vortex into crashed
….dispersion… into mashed and shapeless debris….
By Hatteras bunched the beached heap of high bravery!
The stars have grooved our eyes with old persuasions
Of love and hatred, birth, —surcease of nations…
But who has held the heights more sure than thou,
O Walt!—Ascensions of thee hover in me now