The House Of Dust: Part 03: 05: Melody In A Restaurant (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes; You strike a match and stare ...
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes; You strike a match and stare ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...
Under Mirabeau Bridge runs the Seine And our loves Must I remember them Joy came always after pain Let arriving ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
And we shall not get excited. Because a translator May not get excited. Calmly, we shall pass on Words from ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of ...
STRAIT is the spot and green the sod From whence my sorrows flow; And soundly sleeps the ever dear Inhabitant ...
NO churchman am I for to rail and to write, No statesman nor soldier to plot or to fight, No ...
Green grow the rashes, O! Green grow the rashes, O! The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
Chor.-Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn, We build the house where we may rest, And then, at moments, ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come ...
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at ...
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