Wallace Stevens - Banal Soujourn lyrics

Two wooden tubs of blue hydrangeas stand at
The foot of the stone steps
The sky is a blue gum streaked
With rose the trees are black
The grackles crack their throats of
Bone in the smooth air
Moisture and heat have swollen the garden
Into a slum of bloom
Pardie! Summer is like a fat
Beast, sleepy in mildew
Our old bane, green and
Bloated, serene, who cries
"That bliss of stars, that princox of
Evening heaven!" reminding of seasons
When radiance came running down
Slim through the bareness
And so it is one damns that green
Shade at the bottom of the land
For who can care at the
Wigs despoiling the Satan ear?
And who does not seek the sky unfuzzed
Soaring to the princox?
One has a malady, here
A malady one feels a malady