The House Of Dust: Part 04: 05: The Bitter Love-Song (Conrad Aiken Poem)
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was more than bread; Now ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
You'll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are: gosling shit (which J. Williams said something was as green ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes, The Roman noble lay; He drove abroad, in furious guise, Along the Appian ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
I AM a keeper of the law In some sma' points, altho' not a'; Some people tell me gin I ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look, the way the music sounds, the way the words are ...
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