unsigned, undated

pencil u.l. (7); u.r. abacus/(. . . crossed through); u.l. Odysseus house at sunset/(Odysseus looking at it)/He sits on Irus's (sic) bag – (or bundle) by the sullied wall/the house is on a terraced hill of olive trees – but/set amongst cypress & black poplars & myrtle/"House rising tier after tier, like a lifted face against the evenings/violet disc. Those slender pillars crowned with sunset, that/armour of stone for my love – certain & grave & clear as a ship/afloat in its own sea of cypress & black poplars & myrtle/Apollo now dying his daily death sheds his blood on the broad/step across the column's well turned abacus & pours his/scarlet flood in at the very door"