I watched the Moon around the House
I watched the Moon around the House Until upon a Pane -- She stopped -- a Traveller's privilege -- for Rest -- And there upon
I gazed -- as at a stranger -- The Lady in the Town Doth think no incivility To lift her Glass -- upon --
But never Stranger justified The Curiosity Like Mine -- for not a Foot -- nor Hand -- Nor Formula -- had she --
But like a Head -- a Guillotine Slid carelessly away -- Did independent, Amber -- Sustain her in the sky --
Or like a Stemless Flower -- Upheld in rolling Air By finer Gravitations -- Than bind Philosopher --
No Hunger -- had she -- nor an Inn -- Her Toilette -- to suffice -- Nor Avocation -- nor Concern For little Mysteries
As harass us -- like Life -- and Death -- And Afterwards -- or Nay -- But seemed engrossed to Absolute -- With shining -- and the Sky --
The privilege to scrutinize Was scarce upon my Eyes When, with a Silver practise -- She vaulted out of Gaze --
And next -- I met her on a Cloud -- Myself too far below To follow her superior Road -- Or its advantage -- Blue --