Poems by Aldous Huxley
The Alien
... Bent o'er you with lips of flame, ...
Poem
... These things were mine, and they were real for me ...
Waking
... Puff out with the death of our flickering sense, ...
Anniversaries
... The drought of fluttering leaves had grown ...
In Uncertainty To A Lady
... Has it been spoken and unheard ...
Points And Lines
... Pierce my spirit with a thrust whose speed ...
The Decameron
... Gaunt clawed hands, thrust through the bars despairingly, ...
Winter Dream
... Crouches April with her hair as smooth and straight and brown ...
Summer Stillness
... The river sleeps, entranced, a smooth cool sleep ...
A Melody By Scarlatti
... Rippling from one still pool to another ...
