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 ...
I The ragged pilgrim, on the road to nowhere, Waits at the granite milestone. It grows dark. Willows lean by ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he seesThe soft blue starlight through the one small window,The moon above black ...
IDry leaves, soldier, dry leaves, dead leaves;voices of leaves on the wind that bears them to destruction,impassioned prayer, impassioned ...
The house in Broad Street, red brick, with nine rooms the weedgrown graveyard with its rows of tombs the jail ...
It is a shabby backdrop of bright stars:one of the small interstices of time:the worn out north star northward, and ...
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