Metallic waves of people jar br Through crackling green toward the bar br br Where on the tables chattering-white br The sharp drinks quarrel with the light. br br Those coloured muslin blinds the smiles, br Shroud wooden faces in their wiles — br br Sometimes they splash like water (you br Yourself reflected in their hue). br br The conversation loud and bright br Seems spinal bars of shunting light br br In firework-spurting greenery. br O complicate machinery br br For building Babel, iron crane br Beneath your hair, that blue-ribbed mane br br In noise and murder like the sea br Without its mutability! br br Outside the bar where jangling heat br Seems out of tune and off the beat — br br A concertina's glycerine br Exudes, and mirrors in the green br br Your soul: pure glucose edged with hints br Of tentative and half-soiled tints.