Senlin: A Biography Pt 02: His Futile Preoccupatio (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 01I am a house, says Senlin, locked and darkened, Sealed from the sun with ...
Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 01I am a house, says Senlin, locked and darkened, Sealed from the sun with ...
Fair dreamer with the brand of fire,A little respite grant, I pray,Before you toss me on the pyreTo burn my ...
Is it sounds converging,Sounds nearing,Infringement, ...
There are no lies in the morning no cheating of age an illusion of eye smoothing skin over bone. No ...
Not softly, lazily tumbling, a ballet to the earth The leaves crashing hurling themselves to the ground The hot Indian ...
Weathered gray, sparse even the living limbs skeletal pines, evergreens stripped of excess no pretense, essentials only exposed at the ...
Steam rose Over the ribbon threaded Through the frozen marsh This waking Frost encrusted the Silent cattails, Highlighted the skin ...
Oh they got the name right when they named these Ancient flyers of the sun tail like an alligator's flesh ...
In his travels he comes to a bridge made entirely of bones. Before crossing he writes a letter to his ...
I suppose you could call me heartless as a dull anvil clanking in a sodden barn, the damp wood too ...
This celestial seascape, with white herons got up as angels, flying high as they want and as far as they ...
Is it sounds converging, Sounds nearing, Infringement, impingement, Impact, contact With surfaces of the sounds Or surfaces without the sounds: ...
I Eddie Linden Dear Eddie we've not met Except upon the written page And at your age the wonder Is ...
ice sheets sweep this slick mirrored dark place space as keys that turn in tight, trigger pain of situations where ...
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