I watched the Moon around the House

I watched the Moon around the House

Until upon a Pane --

She stopped -- a Traveller's privilege -- for Rest --

And there upon

I gazed -- as at a stranger --

The Lady in the Town

Doth think no incivility

To lift her Glass -- upon --

But never Stranger justified

The Curiosity

Like Mine -- for not a Foot -- nor Hand --

Nor Formula -- had she --

But like a Head -- a Guillotine

Slid carelessly away --

Did independent, Amber --

Sustain her in the sky --

Or like a Stemless Flower --

Upheld in rolling Air

By finer Gravitations --

Than bind Philosopher --

No Hunger -- had she -- nor an Inn --

Her Toilette -- to suffice --

Nor Avocation -- nor Concern

For little Mysteries

As harass us -- like Life -- and Death --

And Afterwards -- or Nay --

But seemed engrossed to Absolute --

With shining -- and the Sky --

The privilege to scrutinize

Was scarce upon my Eyes

When, with a Silver practise --

She vaulted out of Gaze --

And next -- I met her on a Cloud --

Myself too far below

To follow her superior Road --

Or its advantage -- Blue --