Where Caesar Fell

"Spirits rousing out of air-

they are here, and shut between

gasps of time that dead men share

with the grave-yard and the bell

that swings their bones with music down . . .

and down... and down ...

where cold Caesar fell

open-eyed.

"I knew a man

who fed his wits with such as these

to guard himself from tall dark streets

where women's flesh grew white, and trees

were frozen in an iron square. . . .

And on him came a caravan

of noises that went through his veins. . . .

He smiled at ghosts, then took a bride

from old green Egypt, for her breath

filled his Jungs with ancient prayer,

till he too closed his lips and died."