Cantos 984

I'm coming back like the sun frosting
The evergreens. Leaving old lonelinesses
Like skins behind me, to become iridescent
And curious.

But I'll be beyond them and I'll be yours
And only yours like a voice distinguished
By your closest birds. I'm coming back like
The sun frosting the evergreens. Leaving
Old lonelinesses like skins behind me, to
Become iridescent and curious.

You are my walkup, my cold bare walls.
The heat's off, but it isn't at all cause
Your love is like our books, and you
walking up the hall. I'm coming back like
The sun frosting the evergreens. Leaving
Old lonelinesses like skins.