The poem begins with a bare, almost empty scene: only water and a half moon. The title, "Nothingness," makes that emptiness feel complete, as if the night offers nothing to hold onto. Then the speaker turns and asks for something else. "Give us wine / and anchovies" is a request for taste, salt and warmth, the small pleasures of a table.
The last lines are the strangest. The speaker wants "many strange evasions / to life and bed." The word "evasions" suggests ways of slipping around ordinary routines, perhaps dodging the plain business of living and sleeping. Judging by the tone, the speaker isn't despairing so much as restless and a little playful, preferring indulgence and odd detours to a quiet, empty night.
The mood is wry, hungry and slightly rebellious. The short lines and sudden shift from bleak to sensual make the wish feel quick and urgent, like someone pushing back against the dark with a toast.