enter no(silence is the blood whose fleshis singing)silence:but unsinging. Inspectral such hugest how hush,onedead leaf stirring makes a crash-far away(as far as alive)liesapril;and i breathe-move-and-seem someperpetually roaming whylessness-autumn has gone:will winter never come?o come,terrible anonymity;enfoldphantom me with the murdering minus of cold-open this ghost with millionary knives of wind-scatter his nothing all over what angry skies andgently(very whiteness:absolute peace,never imaginable mystery) descend