The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema (Conrad Aiken Poem)
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
BALKIS was in her marble town, And shadow over the world came down. Whiteness of walls, towers and piers, That ...
Swallow, swallow, neighbor swallow, Starting on your autumn flight, Pause a moment at my window, Twitter softly your good-night; For ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
AULD comrade dear, and brither sinner, How's a' the folk about Glenconner? How do you this blae eastlin wind, That's ...
O YE wha are sae guid yoursel', Sae pious and sae holy, Ye've nought to do but mark and tell ...
WHILE new-ca'd kye rowte at the stake An' pownies reek in pleugh or braik, This hour on e'enin's edge I ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
When we met first and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. Could it mean To last, ...
When silver snow decks Susan's clothes, And jewel hangs at th' shepherd's nose, The blushing bank is all my care, ...
One wants a teller in a time like this One's not a man, one's not a woman grown To bear ...
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone; But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and ...
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