Under the Bell
Yesterday my body was in the place that glorifies man,
Yesterday my body was in the city …
In tumult I walked: and I was as a ball thrown about—
Flesh of me chasing through crowded streets, shot like a bolt by a subway train.
Drenched in electric lights of night: deafened with gaudy music and clamorous tongues—
But all was Man, Man, Man …
To-day my body is in the place that belittles Man:
My ears are muffled in the silence of the hills:
It is as if my eyes had mowed down skyscrapers and cleaned away the distance:
And at night like a fly under a glass bell,
I crawl, star-stunned.
Yesterday my body was in the city …
In tumult I walked: and I was as a ball thrown about—
Flesh of me chasing through crowded streets, shot like a bolt by a subway train.
Drenched in electric lights of night: deafened with gaudy music and clamorous tongues—
But all was Man, Man, Man …
To-day my body is in the place that belittles Man:
My ears are muffled in the silence of the hills:
It is as if my eyes had mowed down skyscrapers and cleaned away the distance:
And at night like a fly under a glass bell,
I crawl, star-stunned.
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