(closer, bashful)

My brain is her name in the red thread of summer scenes.

(let come the sea)

My brain is the gentle assurance of death and his brave company.

(bidding fives)

My brain is the crimson awe.

(sailor rags)

My brain is the white man whisper blues.

(company keeps)

My brain is the old crashing feud of wishes.

(once was fire)

My brain is the temperate glory.