I want to wander far behind the hills of the earth.
Deep beyond the gliding oceans.
Past the singing winds.
There I'll meet the silent stars.
They carry space through time.
And live at the death of being.
And among them are gray,
Isolated things.
Faded movement
Of worlds long decayed.
Lost sound.
Who can know that.
My blind dream watches far from earthly wishes.




III

The following poems can be divided into three groups. One combines
fantastic, half-playful images: The Sad Man, Rubbers, Capriccio, The
Patent-Leather Shoe, A Barkeeper's Coarse Complaint. (First appeared
in Aktion, in Simplicissimus, in March, Pan and elsewhere). Pleasure
in what is purely artistic is unmistakable.

Examples: The Athlete: in the background is a demonstration of a
view of the world. The Athlete... means that it is terrible that a
man must also intellectually move his bowels.--Rubbers: a man wearing
rubbers is different without them.