Does He Belong Here

Does he belong here? No, from both

realms his ample nature has grown.

One to whom the roots were known

could bend more deftly the willow's growth.

Never leave milk on the table or bread

when you go to sleep; that lures the dead.

But let him who conjures them to rise,

under the gentle lids of his eyes

mix their ghosts with all he perceives;

may the spell of fumitory and rue

be real for him as the clearest things.

Nothing impairs the image that's true;

be it from houses, be it from graves,

let him praise bracelet, pitcher, and ring.