Dream Song 78

His Toy, His Dream, His Rest (1969)

Op. posth. no. 1

Darkened his eye, his wild smile disappeared,inapprehensible his studies grew,nourished he less & lesshis subject body with good food & rest,something bizarre about Henry, slowly shearedoff, unlike you & you,

smaller & smaller, till in question stoodhis eyeteeth and one block of memoriesThese were enough for himimplying commands from upstairs & from down,Walt’s ‘orbic flex,’ triads of Hegel wouldincorporate, if you please,

into the know-how of the American bardembarrassed Henry heard himself a-being,and the younger Stephen Craneof a powerful memory, of pain,these stood the ancestors, relaxed & hard,whilst Henry’s parts were fleeing.

His Toy, His Dream, His Rest (1969)