I.
the eyes in the wings
another form to master
dark; where I have walked

II.
that sickly raven
and they must redraw the maps
waiting dark of eye

III.
In the fall of Troy
There is the founding of Rome
And a blindman's sight

IV.
Welcome to Boston
The ships treading the harbor
Church towers of ghosts

V.
Easy to paint gods
There is that in perfection
Man is much harder

VI.
February is
Pretty blue and mirror glass
Afterwards that hurt

VII.
Roman numerals
All the ways to look at him
More like Apollo

VIII.
The dogs know of night
A deeper sort of seeing
artists. the lonely

IX.
An old German song
Where mothers find daughters' names
A young man, waiting

X.
World cut into thirds
A horizon of pale dark
It is night elsewhere