[BNP/E3, 49A2 – 52][1]
To feel words live and have a soul
|To know the phrase in what makes it a phrase, it is a body.|
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Ours is the simple light that † seven,
The |*awareness| we know not
Without acting feeling as actor strange
This without thinking,
Without thinking, a thinker of phrased thoughts
(the poet)
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T.
The poet? One where moods pillow then change
Upon his sense of it
Without acting, an actor feeling strange.
[52v]
To have thoughts’ mirror e’en by feelings faces,
The shadow-word even feeling substance-thoughts
To ache the heart to words and |know| the places[2]
Of soul where expression’s put may rot.
To living infinity to |phrase|[3] and sense.
Subtilize line[4] into lines of phrase,
To have †[5] spy by {…} hearse
The dead man’s candles mystery-trinity rags.
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Where expression’s fine foot may be[6].
These are not casual things, not the sense gleams
In a † lone {…}
If dreams were words, then were dreams,
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So know the transiency of words as words,
The {…} of change, a shadowy sameness
{…} lameness
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The instinct of the newer to be right
With his prayers’ unconscious perfectness[7]
{…} of the {…} not to slight
|With the excess of his living † ends|
[1] A. Search.
Documents of Mental
Decadence
[2] |know|/feel\ the places /soul’s\
[3] To living infinity to |phrase| /place\ /real name\ /place of words /verse\/rhyme\\
[4] line /column\
[5] † /†\
[6] may be /may set an exact foot\
[7] perfectness /workmanship\ /subtlety\
