Seven Twilights (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
I The ragged pilgrim, on the road to nowhere, Waits at the granite milestone. It grows dark. Willows lean by ...
Conrad Potter Aiken Poems on Man (18 Poems)
The Charnel Rose: A Symphony (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
She rose in moonlight, and stood, confronting sea, With her bare arms uplifted, And lifted her voice in the silence ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he seesThe soft blue starlight through the one small window,The moon above black ...
Evensong (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
IIn the pale mauve twilight, streaked with orange, Exquisitely sweet,— She leaned upon her balcony and looked across the street; ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 02: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
You read-what is it, then that you are reading?What music moves so silently in your mind?Your bright hand turns the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 07: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window-Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds,And tiny violets, and wreaths ...
The Wars and the Unknown Soldier (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
IDry leaves, soldier, dry leaves, dead leaves;voices of leaves on the wind that bears them to destruction,impassioned prayer, impassioned ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 02: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed-Great rocks hoisted in air;And he must seek his bread in high pale ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 08: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Well,-it was two days after my husband died-Two days! And the earth still raw above him.And I was sweeping the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 04: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
'Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . .Draw three cards, and lay them down,Rest your palms ...
Nightmare (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
'Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . .Draw three cards, and lay them down,Rest your palms ...
Exile (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
These hills are sandy. Trees are dwarfed here. CrowsCaw dismally in skies of an arid brilliance,Complain in dusty pine-trees. Yellow ...
Melody In A Restaurant (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
The cigarette smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes. You strike a match and ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 05: (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us,Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes;You strike a match and stare upon the ...
Shaemus (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
We will go no more to Shaemus, at the Nip, for sly innuendo and an Oporto Flip, the rough but ...
Miracles (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Twilight is spacious, near things in it seem far, And distant things seem near. Now in the green west hangs ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 03 (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
The warm sun dreams in the dust, the warm sun fallsOn bright red roofs and walls;The trees in the park ...
Stage Direction (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
It is a shabby backdrop of bright stars:one of the small interstices of time:the worn out north star northward, and ...