SEW ME INTO A SHROUD OF LEAVES COMPLETE
T I T L E S / T E X T S
PART I THE VANISHING PAVILIONS BOOK I 1. Prelude 2. ... the snows ignite: A flag revolves, a bird has flown – Our objects, humble, they aspire; Learn we our ashes by their fire. 3. Intermezzo (A) 4. … and over that plateau, in a vast and glowing atmosphere, Thousands of heaped stones absorbed the twilight. 5. Intermezzo (B) 6. … explosions of clocks and winds without routine not fountains not millennia of light inextinguishable ebbing through column and throat 7. Intermezzo (C) 8. Here the huge root spread: A willow hit by lightning, long Before we came. Trees all around, Their graves in the rock, under a green hood They heard willow speak to water, And housed the spring, so it could dwell In itself, as such a place might wish to do. 9. Intermezzo (D)