i go to this window
just as day dissolves
when it is twilight(and
looking up in fear

I see the new moon
thinner than a hair)

making me feel
how myself has been coarse and dull
compared with you,silently who are
and cling
to my mind always

But now she sharpens and becomes crisper
until I smile with knowing
—and all about

the sprouting largest final air

inward with hurled
downward thousands of enormous dreams