The House Of Dust: Part 04: 07: The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
As evening falls, And the yellow lights leap one by one Along high walls; And along black streets that glisten ...
'Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . . Draw three cards, and lay them down, Rest ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
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 ...
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