Casida Of the Dark Doves

Through the laurel branches I saw two doves of darkness. The one it was the sun, the other one was lunar. I said: 'Little neighbours where is my tombstone?' 'In my tail-feathers,' the sun said. 'In my throat,' said the lunar. And I who was out walking with the earth wrapped round me, saw two eagles made of white snow, and a girl who was naked. And the one was the other, and the girl, she was neither. I said: 'Little eagles, where is my tombstone?' 'In my tail-feathers,' the sun said. 'In my throat,' said the lunar. Through the branches of laurel, I saw two doves, both naked. And the one was the other, and the two of them were neither.