The closer I move
To death, one man through his sundered hulks,
The louder the sun blooms
And the tusked, ramshackling sea exults....


In Country Sleep: And Other Poems (ed. New York, New Directions, 1952)


The closer I move To death, one man through his sundered hulks, The louder the sun blooms And the tusked, ramshackling sea exults....

The closer I move To death, one man through his sundered hulks, The louder the sun blooms And the tusked, ramshackling sea exults....

The closer I move To death, one man through his sundered hulks, The louder the sun blooms And the tusked, ramshackling sea exults....

The closer I move To death, one man through his sundered hulks, The louder the sun blooms And the tusked, ramshackling sea exults....