The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloudAnd the cold clear dark of starlight fell,He heard in his blood the ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloudAnd the cold clear dark of starlight fell,He heard in his blood the ...
The idle winds at dawn that strayedThro' wavy depths of joyous shade,The early chirp of breeze-swung boughs,The carol of the ...
Saint Brandan, a Scotch abbot, long agoSailed southward with a swarm of monks, to sowThe seeds of true religion - ...
(High-Chin Bo'Way high up the Mogollons,Among the mountain tops,A lion cleaned a yearlin's bonesAnd licked his thankful chops,When on the ...
IOur eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light,Of light and love the tempers of the heart,Whack their boys' limbs,And, winding-footed ...
He smelled bad and was red-eyed with the miseries of being scared while sleepless when he said this: "I want ...
At the Midsummer, when the hay was down,Said I mournful - Though my life be in its prime,Bare lie my ...
First came the red-eyed sun as I did wake;He smote me on the temples and I rose,Casting the night aside ...
August 14th, 1914 Into the brazen, burnished sky, the cry hurls itself. The zigzagging cry of hoarse throats, it floats ...
En l'an trentiesme do mon aage Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues... PIPIT sate upright in her chair Some distance ...
Holding with shaking hands a letter from some Official - high up he says in the Ministry, I note that ...
In the cold, cold parlor my mother laid out Arthur beneath the chromographs: Edward, Prince of Wales, with Princess Alexandra, ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
Man, I suck me tooth when I hear How dem croptime fiddlers lie, And de wailing, kiss-me-arse flutes That bring ...
I Our eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light, Of light and love the tempers of the heart, Whack their ...
Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon, Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone, But strip the ...
In the beginning was the three-pointed star, One smile of light across the empty face, One bough of bone across ...
I Just as my fingers on these keys Make music, so the self-same sounds On my spirit make a music, ...
'Twas in scientific circles That the great Professor Brown Had a world-wide reputation As a writer of renown. He had ...
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