Poems by Conrad Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 08:
... 'They'll soon be lighting candles round a box with silver handles' ...
The Tower
... . . There, in the high bright window he dreams, and sees ...
Annihilation
... The Wait till tomorrow, the Once I knew ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 05
... I tell you this, young man, so that your expectations of life ...
The Dance Of Life
... And sang and shone through roaring space&hellip ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 15
... Far down there, far down where the river turns to the west, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 09:
... . . The young boy whistles, hurrying down the street, ...
Evensong
... Between the moving branches, and the leaves with rain still sweet ...
From: Preludes for Memnon
... here is only A trumpet blast, that calls dead men to arms ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 08
... And hear at the eastern window the pressure of a long wind, coming ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 07:
... She smiles at a face that smiles through leaves from the mirror ...
Dead Cleopatra
... If she had not been wrapped and spiced so shrewdly,&emsp ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 03:
... You dreamed last night of fiddler-crabs with fiddles ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 07:
... There I sit, Twirling the tiny brushes in my paint-cups, ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 10
... Why do I think of a camellia tree in a southern garden, ...
