earlier the day's last light and its shadows,
how many minutes more will that calm reach
hold the bright tan hillside? and the dark bay leaves
make dark bay leaves on the surface along the bank
of a pool there? and toyon berries, dead ripe by now and
hanging by the fi stful, put their redness in your riffl
Always, unsaid: you owe this courtesy
To all the good ones -- give them the chance to hear them
Not being said (they are the ones that see
The swift elated bold activity
And all the rest -- keep them well off from their betters
With a poker face, that none may be aware
(All souls must loom the same size in your sight).
What will you give the rest for occupation?