Poems by Conrad Aiken
Exile
... Yes, and bring mountains with you, white, moon-bearing, ...
Chiaroscuro Rose
... He The last blurred raindrops fall from the half-clear sky, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 09:
... . . . 'This is the moment' (so you would say, in silence) ...
North Infinity Street
... carpeted or bare, by the rail at the head of the stair, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08:
... . . The fine snow flutes the cracks between the flagstones ...
The Charnel Rose: A Symphony
... And the dark blue dusk closed above him, like an ocean of regret ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 07:
... She clutches the pillow, she gasps for breath, she screams ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 02:
... . . There, in the high bright window he dreams, and sees ...
The Dreamer Of Dreams
... We crowd through the streets in a dazzle of pallid lamplight, ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 02
... Looking at the blue butterflies embroidered on tawny silk ...
From: Time In The Rock
... to deliver to the glass this instant of change, what margin ...
Goya
... but Keats (Under the halyards) wrote Bright star ...
Over The Darkened City
... ' The wind hurls blows at the rain-starred glistening windows, ...
Knock On The Door
... Will laugh upon you, and you will find me nowhere&hellip ...
How Is It That I Am Now So Softly Awakened
... You rouse and stretch upward, exhaling earth, inhaling sky, ...
