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SCATTERED Moluccas Not knowing, day to day, The first day’s end, in the next noon; The placid water Unbroken by the Simoon; Thick foliage Placid beneath warm suns, Tawn fore-shores Washed in the cobalt of oblivions; Or through dawn-mist The grey and rose Of the juridical Flamingoes; A consciousness disjunct, Being but this overblotted Series Of intermittences; Coracle of Pacific voyages, The unforecasted beach: Then on an oar Read this: “I was And I no more exist; Here drifted An hedonist.”