Analysis of A Throw of the Dice [excerpt]

of the memorable crisis
                       or might
                                  the event        have been accomplished in view of all results  null
                                                                                                                             human

WILL HAVE TAKEN PLACE
                                                                        an ordinary elevation pours out absence

BUT THE PLACE
                                          some splashing below of water as if to disperse the empty act
                                                                                 abruptly which otherwise
                                                                            by its falsehood
                                                                      would have founded
                                                                                      perdition

in these latitudes
                                                           of indeterminate
                                                                      waves
                                                                           in which all reality dissolves

EXCEPT
           on high
                       PERHAPS
                                  as far as place            can fuse with the beyond

aside from the interest
                                                                                    marked out to it
                                                                                                           in general
                                                              by a certain obliquity through a certain declivity
                                                                                                               of fires
                                                                     toward
                                                                         what must be
                                                                              the Septentrion as well as North

cold from forgetfulness and desuetude
                                                                                                         not so much
                                                                                                 that it doesn't number
                                                                                on some vacant and superior surface
                                                                                                    the successive shock
                                                                                                            in the way of stars
                                                                                of a total account in the making

keeping vigil
                                                                    doubting
                                                                           rolling
                                                                                shining and meditating

before coming to a halt
                                                                                     at some terminus that sanctifies it

All Thought emits a Throw of the Dice