28 JUNE 1935, Page 19

Two Poems

Dance-Band Swim with the stream ! Sleep as you swim ! Let the wave take you ! - - However loud they play, my saxophones will never wake you, For they are in your dream. and you in theirs ; My beat is in your blood whose pulse it shares ; My drums are in your veins, close as your heart ; Your flanks are moulded by the waves they part ; This stream's the moving shadow of your thigh.

Dance and forget to die, forget to die !

I am New York aware of Africa and something lost : Two exiles, Judah and the jungle, Broadway-crossed : Nostalgia spangled, fear-of-the-dark striped with bright laughter : Now in a lighted room, defying Before and After, That pair who tap on the window-panes and burrow through the bone-thin rafter.