Can you guess if the poetry sample was written by a person?

with these, and the world-spreading factories, he interlinks all geography,
all lands
--what whispers are these, o lands, running ahead of you, passing under the
are all nations communing? is there going to be but one heart to the globe?
is humanity forming en masse?--for lo tyrants tremble, crowns grow dim
the earth, restive, confronts a new era, perhaps a general divine war
no one knows what will happen next--such portents fill the days and nights
years prophetical the space ahead as i walk, as i vainly try to pierce it,
is full of phantoms
unborn deeds, things soon to be, project their shapes around me
this incredible rush and heat--this strange ecstatic fever of dreams, o