Волны

           Idropallthesefacts--diamonds,witheredhands,chinapotsandtherestofit--asamonkeydropsnutsfromitsnakedpaws.Icannottellyouiflifeisthisorthat.Iamgoingtopushoutintotheheterogeneouscrowd.Iamgoingtobebuffeted;tobeflungup,andflungdown,amongmen,likeashiponthesea.

           ’Fornowmybody,mycompanion,whichisalwayssendingitssignals,theroughblack"No",thegolden"Come",inrapidrunningarrowsofsensation,beckons.Someonemoves.DidIraisemyarm?DidIlook?Didmyyellowscarfwiththestrawberryspotsfloatandsignal?Hehasbrokenfromthewall.Hefollows.Iampursuedthroughtheforest.Allisrapt,allisnocturnal,andtheparrotsgoscreamingthroughthebranches.Allmysensesstanderect.NowIfeeltheroughnessofthefibreofthecurtainthroughwhichIpush;nowIfeelthecoldironrailinganditsblisteredpaintbeneathmypalm.Nowthecooltideofdarknessbreaksitswatersoverme.Weareoutofdoors.Nightopens;nighttraversedbywanderingmoths;nighthidingloversroamingtoadventure.Ismellroses;Ismellviolets;Iseeredandbluejusthidden.Nowgravelisundermyshoes;nowgrass.Upreelthetallbacksofhousesguiltywithlights.AllLondonisuneasywithflashinglights.Nowletussingourlovesong--Come,come,come.Nowmygoldsignalislikeadragonflyflyingtaut.Jug,jug,jug,Isinglikethenightingalewhosemelodyiscrowdedinthetoonarrowpassageofherthroat.