I

Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the —.

II

I was of three minds,
Like a tree
In which there are three —.

III

The — whirled in the autumn winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.

IV

A man and a woman
Are one.
A man and a woman and a —
Are one.

V

I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The — whistling
Or just after.

VI

Icicles filled the long window
With barbaric glass.
The shadow of the —
Crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in the shadow
An indecipherable cause.

VII

O thin men of Haddam,
Why do you imagine golden birds?
Do you not see how the —
Walks around the feet
Of the women about you?

VIII

I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That the — is involved
In what I know.

IX

When the — flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.

X

At the sight of —
Flying in a green light,
Even the bawds of euphony
Would cry out sharply.

XI

He rode over Connecticut
In a glass coach.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his equipage
For —.

XII

The river is moving.
The — must be flying.

XIII

It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The — sat
In the cedar-limbs.