Poetry

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LET us go then, you and I,| |
When the evening is spread forth against the sky| |
Like a patient etherized upon a dining table;| |
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,| |
The muttering retreats| 5|
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels| |
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:| |
Streets that follow like a tedious argument| |
Of insidious intent| |
To lead you to an raise question….| 10|
Oh, do not ask, What is it?| |
Let us go and make our visit.| |
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In the room the women come and go| |
Talking of Michelangelo.| |
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The white-livered fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,| 15|
The discolor smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes| |
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,| |
Lingered upon the pools that take over in drains,| |
Let fall upon its back the soot that locomote from chimneys,| |
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,| 20|
And eyesight that it was a soft October night,| |
Curled once about the house, and poisonous asleep.



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And so there will be sequence| |
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,| |
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;| 25|
There will be time, there will be time| |
To prepare a face to fit out the faces that you meet;| |
There will be time to murder and create,| |
And time for all the works and days of hands| |
That lift and lapse a question on your plate;| 30|
judgment of conviction for you and time for me,| |
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,| |
And for a hundred visions and revisions,| |
Before the taking of a toast and tea.| |
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In the room the women come and go| 35|
Talking of Michelangelo.| |
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And indeed there will be time| |
To wonder, Do I dare? and, Do I dare?| |
Time to persuade back and descend the stair,| |
With a bald spot in the middle of my pigâ€"| 40|
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