Wallace Stevens - The d**h of a Soldier lyrics

Life contracts and d**h is expected, As in a season of autumn. The soldier falls. He does not become a three-days' personage, Imposing his separation, Calling for pomp. d**h is absolute and without memorial, As in a season of autumn, When the wind stops. When the wind stops and, over the heavens, The clouds go, nevertheless, In their direction.