Soft as tin,
Melting in the rain,
Melting and dripping down,
Soft as stones that are limp,
That can be bent into shapes
And then stretched out
Soft as bones,
Mashed into paste,
Mixed with pale milk,
Soft as crystal,
Dug from the sweet soil,
Slowly stirred,
It is soft as these:
The moon on a warm, wet night.