The Window (Conrad Aiken Poem)
She looks out in the blue morning and sees a whole wonderful world she looks out in the morning and ...
She looks out in the blue morning and sees a whole wonderful world she looks out in the morning and ...
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 ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls ...
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 ...
See, as the carver carves a rose, A wing, a toad, a serpent's eye, In cruel granite, to disclose The ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. Let us discover some new alphabet, For this, the often praised; and ...
He Fill your bowl with roses: the bowl, too, have of crystal. Sit at the western window. Take the sun ...
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