To Gordon Craig: Your lynx's eye
Has found the men most fit to try
	To serve you. Ingenious creatures follow in your wake.

You speech is like Ezekiel's;
You make one feel that wrath unspells
	Some mysteries”some of the cabals of the vision.

The most propulsive thing you say
Is that one need not know the way
	To be arriving. That forward smacks of retrospect.

Undoubtedly you overbear.
But one must do that to come where
	There is a space, a fit gymnasium for action.