by T.S. Eliot
Translated from French by Derrick Evans Willer

Misfortune to the wretched Sieve
Who runs so close to the Spectator
The director
Keeper
Of the Spectator
Infects the breeze.
The stockholders
Reactionaries
Of the Spectator
Keeper
Arm in arm
They build the towers
Stealthily
In a sewer
A little girl
In tatters
Faces
Death
The Director
of the Spectator
Keeper
And love dies.