Poems by Conrad Aiken
Gods Acre
... . . The owl That hunts in Wickham Wood comes over, mewing ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 06:
... And the floorless room in which she called you 'friend ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 12
... Charging in wavering clouds across the long grass of the field! ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 07
... And I think of you, who write me that you have just had a daughter ...
Haunted Chambers
... You say: "This darkness, here, "will slowly kill me ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 01:
... . . And do not see how the pale mist, slowly ascending, ...
Shaemus
... there you were, back once moreand still the traces! ...
Duval's Birds
... When they were stubborn, she tapped them with a wand, ...
Sea Holly
... The mating of rock and rock, rocks gnashing together ...
Asphalt
... Some ancient treachery slides through the heart of things ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 11:
... . . 'One feels so petty!One feels suchemptiness!' ...
When You Are Not Surprised
... while still, while still, the wave of the invisible world ...
One
... Here in the quiet of evening air, These empty and voiceless places ...
Senlin: A Biography Pt 02: His Futile Preoccupations
... The leaves are tossed and tremble where he plunges among them, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 02:
... . . He lowered his eyes to the stones, he walked more slowly ...
