A poem 'in memoriam' The Vision stilled / the Fear, it was now, come true / in those days th'all-redefiningly Whisper'd / cried 'You" the Swallow'd Breath / caught whole atmospheres stone wak'd / awoke though now forthspillingly all muted / still spoke: 'Near Red Adm'rals / singly flown as battalion spies / their page all-descendingly prostrated wide / in Dis there asphodel kiss / through viola'd fields that sigh / to the now-encompassingly murmur'd 'You"/ 'Pass by'