Translation:The Black Heralds (1918)/Sacred Defoliation
Sacred Defoliation
Moon! Crown of an immense headthat goes on defoliating in golden shades!Red crown of a Jesus who thinkstragically sweet of emeralds.
Moon! Wild celestial heart,why do you float thus, within a cupfull of blue wine, westward,as a broken and wounded stern?
Moon! And by flying in vain,you immolate in dispersed opals:you are perhaps my gypsy heartthat wanders crying verses in the blue!. . . .