Conrad Potter Aiken

[Conrad Aiken] (5 August 1889 – 17 August 1973 / Savannah, Georgia)

Conrad Potter Aiken Poems

81. Improvisations: Light And Snow: 01 4/13/2010
82. Counterpoint: Two Rooms 4/13/2010
83. Senlin: His Cloudy Destiny 1/3/2003
84. The Window 1/1/2004
85. The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over The Darkened City, The City Of Towers 1/1/2004
86. The House Of Dust: Part 01: 04: Up High Black Walls, Up Sombre Terraces 1/1/2004
87. The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08: Coffins: Interlude 1/1/2004
88. Bread And Music 12/16/2014
89. The House Of Dust: Part 01: 02: One, From His High Bright Window In A Tower 1/1/2004
90. How To Accompany The Moon Without Walking 4/13/2010
91. Nocturne Of Remembered Spring 1/1/2004
92. Turns And Movies: Dancing Adairs 1/3/2003
93. Nightmare 4/13/2010
94. The House Of Dust: Part 01: 05: The Snow Floats Down Upon Us, Mingled With Rain 1/1/2004
95. The House Of Dust: Part 03: 13: The Half-Shut Doors Through Which We Heard That Music 1/1/2004
96. Red Is The Color Of Blood 4/13/2010
97. Senlin: His Dark Origins 1/3/2003
98. Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations 1/3/2003
99. Illicit 4/13/2010
100. From: Preludes For Memnon 4/13/2010
101. Dancing Adairs 4/13/2010
102. The House Of Dust: Part 03: 09: Cabaret 1/1/2004
103. Duval's Birds 4/13/2010
104. Turns And Movies: Violet Moore And Bert Moore 1/3/2003
105. Turns And Movies: Rose And Murray 1/3/2003
106. Herman Melville 4/13/2010
107. The House Of Dust: Complete 1/1/2004
108. Miracles 4/13/2010
109. The Carver 1/1/2004
110. Exile 4/13/2010
111. From: Time In The Rock 4/13/2010
112. God’s Acre 4/13/2010
113. Haunted Chambers 4/13/2010
114. Chance Meetings 4/13/2010
115. Asphalt 4/13/2010
116. The House Of Dust: Part 01: 08: The White Fog Creeps From The Cold Sea Over The City 1/1/2004
117. Morning Song Of Senlin 1/1/2004
118. Goya 4/13/2010
119. How Is It That I Am Now So Softly Awakened 4/13/2010
120. Dead Cleopatra 4/13/2010

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Best Poem of Conrad Potter Aiken

Annihilation

While the blue noon above us arches,
And the poplar sheds disconsolate leaves,
Tell me again why love bewitches,
And what love gives.

It is the trembling finger that traces
The eyebrow’s curve, the curve of the cheek?
The mouth that quivers, when the hand caresses,
But cannot speak?

No, not these, not in these is hidden
The secret, more than in other things:
Not only the touch of a hand can gladden
Till the blood sings.

It is the leaf that falls between us,
The bells that murmur, the shadows that move,
The autumnal sunlight that fades upon ...

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Morning Song Of Senlin

It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning
When the light drips through the shutters like the dew,
I arise, I face the sunrise,
And do the things my fathers learned to do.
Stars in the purple dusk above the rooftops
Pale in a saffron mist and seem to die,
And I myself on a swiftly tilting planet
Stand before a glass and tie my tie.
Vine leaves tap my window,

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